If you could stimulate that creative nerve, would you?

I’ve seen people crazy about Lahore, Pierre Jolit at Danka crosses all barriers of his madness in his fantasy world to visualize what Lahore would be in the Year 2055! They cook up such intros every Thursday when they send out Lahore’s cultural events newsletter for the coming week.

Lahore, December 2055 (part I): I�m leaving my house, based in Shekhupura Colony. This nice cottage happens to be built next to the ruins of the Shekhupura Fort, recently replaced by an amazing shopping mall �the biggest of Asia people say. Shekhupura Colony is one of the nicest places to live in Lahore. The early 40�s witnessed the ending of the real estate outburst: there are now more houses than people in Lahore, so they stopped all the schemes. That�s why this very last suburb, at the end of the megalopolis is close to nature.

Today, I�m bringing my children to the newly opened city open air museum, in the old town of Liberty. This museum is part of the aware-making project of the Tourism and History state-department. They deal with fascinating subjects: For instance, they produced a audio-CD collection on historical noises of Pakistan: I personally love �Sea Birds before Gawadar�, a vibrant symphony of animals. But I still wonder if those animals ever existed.

This is how it’s like in 2005

Today�s visit leads us to the Billboard Forest, on the old Liberty Roundabout. They tried to re-create the mood of Lahore, 50 years back. The subject of the exhibition is �Modern communication and occupation of the public � visual space at the beginning of the century�. I am really confused. Not less than 45 billboards are soaring out of the ground. The curator explains us that at this time, each of them tried to grow more than its neighbour in order to capture the light above the fumes, which made it difficult to see what�s written on them. No walking space was given to pedestrians. Only cars rushing out of the clouds of gazes raced in front of the trees, which nobody watched. But nobody complained though. In this ghost place, moved by the daily rush, one could not imagine that life could exist. And only a few thought about looking behind this forest, where a green natural park was fighting against fumes and noise. Everybody forgot this place. Now, Liberty Town is totally abandoned. But the steel forest is still proud. It doesn�t care whether the city is empty or full. It never noticed that nobody watched it leaves. We shouldn�t tell�But the park has been spoiled by the ever flowing time. Flowers disappeared, the nice paths are hard to find. This might be the destiny of every type of culture. If nobody cares, it�s lost, forever.

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