Man. Nature. Machine.

Our spaces are shrinking. Urban concrete structures are sweeping over the forests and fields. We breathe recycled air in our workspaces. We live in shoe-box sized cramped dwellings with tiny windows. I live in New Delhi , one of the most polluted cities in the world, where the human connection with nature is precious. We yearn to recharge our batteries and refresh our beat up souls every morning. This daily transaction, between man and (manicured) nature, though temporary is unique. Almost mechanical.