Encounters: The Networker
I was around five years old, my aunt was bringing us for a tour of the city, to see the Christmas lights. We were going to another aunt's place for dinner, a potluck dinner, and would go through the city centre on the way. I came down the lift with my mother while everyone else was behind us, helping carry dishes and fizzy drinks. I sat on the passenger's seat and realized that unlike my mother's car, my aunt's had a dark strip on the windshield. A dark blue faded gradually down into the translucent windshield. I can't pinpoint why but I was fascinated by the idea of seeing things through a veil of darkness. The glaring tropical skies suddenly turned moody and dark. As night fell and we drove through the city, the seemingly infinite strings of light bulbs hanging from the marble clad ministry buildings glowed from behind the dark blue strip. It didn't matter that it was summer solstice and a warm breeze blew through the window, if I looked at it the right way, t
