tself into the leaves of the mango, which is reality. This is fantasy mixing itself with reality, that in the process, it is now becoming hard to determine whether that particular fantasy is still just a fantasy apart from reality or it is already mistaken to be reality itself. Soft trick of sun and shadow conjures the fruits and foliates into tall towers and halls, risen from the windy old streets. This would mean the sun playing tricks by producing shadows. Shadows are kind of a pointer to something, pointing to what is real and yet in itself is not real, just like the imagination. Just as the sun produces the shadow, the mind produces the imagination, wherein both the shadow and the imagination point to something that is real but again, in themselves alone are not real. And so, the sun playing tricks would mean conjuring or summoning the fruits and foliates, which refer to little bits of reality and transforming them into tall towers and halls, which in turn are pinpointing to grand and fantastical images. In other words, simple pieces of reality are then altered into majestic landscapes thus creating a fantasy. And to enhance the image more, the tall towers and halls are risen from the windy old streets. What do we usually find in windy old streets? We find dilapidated and out-of-date houses and structures and yet the image of tall towers and halls are found on those very streets. The very presence of tall towers and halls in windy old streets is itself a contradiction. The simple nature of windy old streets is overshadowed by the grandiosity of tall towers and halls. In similarity, a simple reality is maneuvered into a magnified fantastical image. Here where the narrow encounters of glare with shade recall, would mean the slim chances of getting a glimpse of reality because by the idea of glare itself, it shows that one cannot look at that thing directly because it is somehow blinding and the shade intercepts that blindi...
