After an exciting and exhausting first week at Sandarbh, I
wanted to do nothing more than kick back and relax over the weekend, and what better way
than to catch up with some old friends. A quick call and a couple of messages
later I had made dinner plans with a college friend who is interning in
Bangalore as well. Considering it was a Saturday night it took us a while to
find a place that was convenient for both of us and had a table available. The
conversation started off with us recounting our experiences at our respective
internships and branched off into various directions. We spoke of the work-life
culture in Bangalore, the amazing weather, the traffic and even how we both
hoped that Bangalore would add some much needed colour to our otherwise bland
love lives. Somewhere in between we spoke of the restaurant and how slow the
service was but this conversation too quickly moved into the domain of
architecture. We were seated at the second floor beneath the sloping roof that
we observed is quite characteristic of Bangalore but is rarely seen in Delhi.
There was another level above us in the form of a mezzanine that had restricted
access. Animatedly we discussed how the space would’ve been better without the mezzanine
or what else we could’ve done to make the space grander or cozier and
everything in between. This led me to wonder if we ever turn off the architect
in our head. We’re constantly figuring out details, redesigning spaces or
simply even just observing. Maybe spaces, places, elements and details
eventually become ingrained in our very being. Maybe there is no off button!
-Mannat
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