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A Colourful day in Chandigarh.

A Colourful day in Chandigarh - Manan Kathuria

Brown, Green, Yellow, Red. That’s how life looks in the first planned city of India during the time when flowers bloom and the dry leaves detach themselves from the branches, they have spent their lives on.

Ambling around the city took me to a hidden gem, which was once an office, home, and a work of art for Charles-Édouard Jeanneret, also known as Le Corbusier, a Swiss-French Architect who made Chandigarh look like what it is today. The centre opens up with huge trees, sown years, years, years ago. On left you see, a home shaped building with windows all over. On right, a souvenir shop.

Sir Le Corbusier, welcomes us with a thought which ends with, ‘But suddenly, you touch my heart, you do me good. I’m happy and I say: This is beautiful. That is Architecture. Art enters in...’ making me feel a bit astonished as to think, how universe leads me to places of art. There wasn’t anyone except me. I had the whole place to myself, to witness what a city looked like before and in the present moment.

There were colours and frames everywhere. Look at the wires above the iconic electricity board. The alleyway features the most simple yet beautiful chairs, designed by Le Corbusier’s cousin, Pierre Jeanneret. In one of the rooms, I see letters exchanged at the time of planning, out of which one was missing, making the wall look incomplete. See, there’s a void in everything. See, there’s something hidden to be found.

I entered inside the last room. There were questions in mind. The tables and chairs were talking, speaking so loudly of how monotonous but interesting life can be at once. It was all raw and rustic.

A colourful day in Chandigarh - Manan Kathuria

I looked below, an impression of art was subtly embedded in the bricks, which once would have been a painter’s moment of sorrow with colours like red, yellow, sky blue, navy blue, black. The light of the day came to an end with all these colours at the most beloved, Sukhna Lake, making me feel a bit astonished as to think, how universe leads me to places of art. This is beautiful. Art enters in...

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