Finally, a full day at home

     It has been non-stop since I got back from Mongolia. First, I had to move. I had three weeks before I had to return the apartment. I moved several boxes a day. Then my father came to help. While he was here, we had to drive to Kochi, which took three days. I drove 12 hours each way. Then it was moving week for both me and my cousins. A day before we actually moved the last of the furniture, my cousins got a phone call. It was dreadful news. Their father had passed away due to his illness. As soon as we finished moving, or more like shoving things into the house, they had to prepare to go back to Mongolia for the funeral. That week was horrible.      Then it was time to look for a parking spot for the car. The house comes with a parking spot, but we have two cars, so we needed to find a spot for the second car. It was a stressful week right after my cousins had left for Mongolia, because I had to park the car at the coin parking since my cousin hadn’t f...

It is not a mere job.

    I have noticed that people do things with a half-assed attitude in Mongolia, or rather, people who are building stuff don't have any architectural sense or imagination. Here is what I mean. 

    I went to a specific store with my parents. Right next to the store, there was a ramp and a staircase (built together). The only purpose that was done was to provide access to people, including a wheelchairs. The ramp and staircase are providing that. However, it was built only using the concrete mixture. There is no architectural sense or beauty. When I saw them, I felt ashamed and sad for everybody. I felt ashamed because even now, at least during my lifetime, people are treating their job out of spite for the Mongolian corrupt government. I felt sad because the project could have brought some gentrification to the area, and the people who executed the project don't have the decency to think a little more than what was required of them. 

    Then the ramp and the staircase have problems. The ramp lacks a consistent groove. The grooves are very odd and very hard to walk on, even harder for wheelchair users, or very difficult to walk on for a person who has crutches. The staircase also has its problems. The height of each stair is different. This is very dangerous for anyone who is using the staircase. Also, there are weird corners that reek of urine. 

    The horrifying reality is that there are a lot of projects like this around the city and the country. When I got a project, I tried to execute it in a way that is beautiful, easy to understand, and pleasant to see. I do it in a way that I will be proud of my work. 

    It is so fascinating to me how these people think and do their work. 

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