When I last visited Aussie two months ago, I didn’t expect me to go on book sprees!
Yep, not just one, but two xD
LOL
Once in Brisbane, fueled by boredom,
And a second one in Melbourne, in my local Dymocks.
Of course we passed by Readings and other beautiful local bookshops,
But I had to restrain myself from entering,
Because I am aware of the weight limit of our luggages xD
Anyways…
I’m halfway through a very interesting book called ‘Adrift in Melbourne: Seven Walks with Robyn Annear’.
It contains seven ‘routes’ around Melbourne CBD,
And tells the history of these streets and buildings.
Tbh, I expected a fictional narrative,
Something that flows a little more fluidly between one story to the next,
But as I keep inching away in this book,
I’m continually amazed!
I have passed these streets time and again,
I’ve looked up and walked among these buildings,
But I really don’t know their history and the rich story that goes well back to centuries ago!
It’s just amazing to see how time changes things,
How they used to be hotels, doctors offices, theatres,
But now they hold completely different functions!
It got me thinking about these people whose names are mentionned in the book, and their stories.
Some of them are politicians, businesswomen, doctors, enterpreneurs.
They wouldn’t know that their stories will still be told in 100 years time.
They didn’t ask for this - but here we are.
They focused on their work and their life,
In whatever shape that took,
And let history carried its due process.
I wonder if I can have a similar journey.
Would someday, somehow, someone tells my story?
What would it take for the memory and story of mine to persist?
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