Published: November 1988 (37 years ago) in issue Nº 1
Keywords: Cycles of time, Matrimandir Gardens, Humour and Letters
Letter page
Esteemed Sir,
I feel obliged to inform you that last night, while perambulating around the periphery of Matrimandir Gardens, I happened to see a Pterodactyl Indica, a large prehistoric bird of rather unpleasant habits, grazing daintily off a Hibiscus flower.
On espying me, it flapped off into the sunset, taking the bush with it. What does this mean? Is Auroville going backwards rather than forwards in time? Are we attracting the right kind of visitor to Matrimandir? Should we petition Delhi to make Auroville a Pterodactyl Preservation Zone? Is the Entry Group open to considering prehistoric leftovers as potential newcomers? Is it time to change the menu at Center Kitchen? I eagerly await the responses of your readers to these weighty and pertinent questions.
I am, Sir, your obedient servant,
L.T.C. Smytthe-Buckfast (Greenworker retd.)
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