The Make of a House, Azra Tabassum
A small space had been left between two walls before the entrance to the house, for a wooden bench. The kuchha floor was freshly plastered with a paste of mud. A 2006 calendar hung on the wall of matted bamboo.
The entrance was on the left. The door and the wall were made with the same material. Yellow, rolled bamboo mats had been straightened out, framed with narrow poles of bamboo, tied together at the edges with ropes to make a room. In comparison to these walls, the door was a mat framed with thicker bamboo poles. It was made so it would open into the house.
On stepping through the frame of the door, there was a small space. The abundant sunlight outdoors filtered in, finding a shape here. Sunlight filtering in from the wall across the room fell on the wall towards the door, lighting it. Pieces of sunlight shone lie diamonds inside. Moonlight will also enter in streams and pieces and spread itself here.
There was something behind the wall on the far end of the house. Light didn't find a path in from there. Even a slight light lit them up and seemed bright. The house is empty at the moment. When people begin to live in it, what kind of relations will light get tied in, through them?
There was one space in the house where someone can sit and read without having to light a bulb.
Four steps ahead, another space, which seemed as if it was created as an after-thought. No light entered this space. It was right in the middle of the house. It was smaller than the space that lay ahead of it.
Then, inside, further in, a space that was in complete darkness. It felt like it was night.
The 12.5 sq. ft. space had been attempted to be tied together in different ways. Later, the shape and form of the house will surely change, but it seemed to me that people who will live in it will maintain the openness it contains at the moment.
On stepping through the frame of the door, there was a small space. The abundant sunlight outdoors filtered in, finding a shape here. Sunlight filtering in from the wall across the room fell on the wall towards the door, lighting it. Pieces of sunlight shone lie diamonds inside. Moonlight will also enter in streams and pieces and spread itself here.
There was something behind the wall on the far end of the house. Light didn't find a path in from there. Even a slight light lit them up and seemed bright. The house is empty at the moment. When people begin to live in it, what kind of relations will light get tied in, through them?
There was one space in the house where someone can sit and read without having to light a bulb.
Four steps ahead, another space, which seemed as if it was created as an after-thought. No light entered this space. It was right in the middle of the house. It was smaller than the space that lay ahead of it.
Then, inside, further in, a space that was in complete darkness. It felt like it was night.
The 12.5 sq. ft. space had been attempted to be tied together in different ways. Later, the shape and form of the house will surely change, but it seemed to me that people who will live in it will maintain the openness it contains at the moment.
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