Ruffled Dovetail

Ruffled dovetail moments that were both unnerving and heart wrenching, as we weaved through the ultra congested streets of surabaya in a rented avanza during the evening rush hours. Multitudes of peoples on throngs of all sorts of machines, moving in erratic but harmonious unison, keeping razor thin distances from each other. Young or old, men or women, children or adults, rich or poor, pretty or dirty; all in a tango of awkward and desperate survival to attain their respective intentions and thus reach their desired destinations. Everyone and everything would find their respective transient places somehow in the dynamic environment, expediently yet carefully. Erratic and eclectic sorts of buildings and structures bordering the streets created the mangled confusion in the unaccustomed senses and mind. Lines and rows of decrepit houses or shops that seemingly  struggling barely sustaining, while some mighty and magnificient buildings, suddenly appeared that probably last till eternity. We reached our desired destination and place safely after one hour. The journey however remained etched in the mind and soul almost, forever.