Ever wonder what the world would be like if we were we all headed in the same direction; kinda crowded right? Thought the same, talked the same, liked all the same foods, approached the world, lived our lives and beliefs all the same? Now I will admit that some of this might facilitate a much needed step towards peace but at whose expense? Let that one marinate for a bit.
This is a question that people struggle with in this melting pot called the "United" States of America. How can be truly be "united" as one if we are all heading if different directions as the lines on this photo depict. Americans who have enjoyed certain privileges also struggle with this notion of "same" as they size up the impact of their experiences against "change" and the perceived value of what is at personal stake for them. "Same" is easy but is it as beautiful? If these lines we are headed in the same direction then I would have never looked over the rail or pressed the shutter button. Think about the people in your lives who have had the most impact and been the most memorable; their lines are all over the place. We're not just a meat and potatoes society but we enjoy cuisines and artifacts that are truly representative of world cultures; their lines are all over the place.
What if these lines were all going in the same direction? What if there were no lines at all, just solid concrete reflected on stained or tempered glass. I for one am glad there are lines in this shot which peaked my interest, interest enough to whip out the camera and take a few random shots. If there we no lines in my view then my trip to India would be about geography versus different cultures and the 7th wonder of the world. In the words of Louis Armstrong "And I Think to Myself, What a Wonderful World". He saw the beauty in our lines being all over the place.
What if the lenses that we call our eyes saw all the same things? What if all photographers shot from the same angles and perspectives, all used the same camera along the same focal plane with all the same vision towards the world. That would definitely be a tragic situation. If truth be told these lines were all constructed in the same direction. It's just their experience in this case, the way they are reflected on the glass below or world if you will that adds to our experience of angles and variances. Their lines are all over the place.
We are all from the same creator yet we are all different based on how we are reflected on the world. Short, tall, black, white, Asian, etc, we are all reflections of God; our lines are all over the place.