We should be grateful to be jolted from our anesthetized routines, confronted when we can be with surroundings and neighbors that are not injection-molded to the contours of our own bobo predilections. Too much of modern urban life revolves around never feeling less than fully at ease; about having even the minutest of experiences tailored to a set of increasingly demanding and homogeneous tastes — from the properly sourced coffee grounds that make the morning’s flat white to the laboriously considered iPod soundtracks we rely on to cancel the world’s noise. The logical extension is to “curate” our urban spaces like style blogs or Pinterest boards representing a single, self-satisfied and extremely sheltered expression of middle- and upper-middle-class sensibility.
Sourced from this NYT article ( http://nyti.ms/1eu3LXG) I found this passage insightful of the way we want our cities to be today. Clean, curated. Without realising that every city, like a person, has a vibe, a feel, a rhythm; and homogenising that experience just robs that location of its inherent ‘charm.’
As an example, just picture South Bombay for a few seconds. Now, do the same with Gurgaon.