A couple of days back, I went to the capital. Like every capital, there was rush. Lots of noise and you can’t hear yourself. I cannot define that rush. It’s for anything, everything and nothing. You don’t have time to help an aged person climb three steps. You don’t have a minute of time to talk to an old friend of yours whom you crashed into. Just a minute it all takes. If not a minute then a simple smile does the job. One second and seven muscles is all you need.
It was a hot day and I was thirsty. There is a dairy booth where you get milk products. You get Lassi, Flavored milk, toned, high fat and all that stuff. Everything is packed. Take it and run. Many prefer flavored milk because you don’t have to wait long and then you don’t have to stand in one place. Cut it, put a straw and rush. I bet you’ll find one who can win Gold medal in sprinting for India in this crowd. Maybe they get the strength from the flavored milk. I love flavored milk and is much better than to drink some cola or soft drink.
One aged person, probably in late fifties or early sixties, runs that booth. I ask him for one packet. I wait. Busy with other customers, He probably heard me. The pendulum swings very slowly(like the hero and heroin running in slow motion towards each other) when you are thirsty. As if it’s purposely slowed down for this little girl. This, looking like a five year old, girl gently pulls my shirt. One of those beggars dirty… Stinking. Her face subtracted from innocence. I normally close my eyes or go away but not this time. I turn selfish. Continue reading →
Today my blog turns two. I am very happy to see the blog celebrating it’s second anniversary. Thanks to all the readers, my friends and the search engines who have helped my blog to turn two.
These days I am blogging less due to lots of reasons. In spite of telling again and again, Can’t post frequently. Hoping that your love for the blog pushes me further.
Till next year…
Two years back… Valentines day. It is the most memorable valentines day so far.. To make this day exciting, I didn’t plan it. The only thing I had in my mind was to be with her for the whole day. So I picked her at 11 in morning. Then we went for shopping. I gifted her a dress and a ring. She gifted me a Cowboy hat. I look like a joker wearing that. I accepted it and was on my head. Just for her. I felt as if I am Clint Eastwood in The Good, The Bad and The Ugly.
It was lunch time when we finished our shopping. Few minutes later, we were in her favorite Restaurant. She ordered some continental dish. I am not a foodie. So I forget the dish names. Whatever it was, it tasted quite good.
After lunch, we went for a movie. At that time they were screening Definitely maybe. It’s still my favorite movie in Romance genre. Just outside the multiplex, there was a beach. We started walking on footpath. I saw a woman selling lovely teddy bears. She loved Teddy’s. I asked her to pick one. Then my hands went for wallet. What the heck!! Only cards and no cash. Quickly realized about cash advance feature of my card. Collected some cash from an ATM on other side of road. The smile on her innocent face was priceless. Best thing happened on that memorable day.
Though it was my best valentines day, I would like to tell you one thing. Never fear to express your love and don’t wait for valentines day.
It’s almost 11 pm and I was about to enter my room. Just then I thought of looking up in the sky. Wanted to check if the moon was still there. This curiosity was due to lunar eclipse held on 1st January. The moon was not there (Did Rahu swallowed it for real?). I tried searching the sky from back and sides of my house. It was nowhere. Darkness was trying to conquer the whole world. The fluctuating street lamp was fighting like a brave injured soldier.
Within seconds, I started traveling back in time. Why for sudden I was back in time? Curiosity increased as my flashbacks rendered an incident when I was five years old. I am in my bed aside my parents and sister. It’s dark and my father just switched off radio. Few minutes later, cats started fighting on the roof making strange sounds. Their meow was now meOOOOOOOOwwww. Fear was dominating emotion. My parents convinced me that cats won’t hurt me. I closed my eyes and never knew when I was covered by blanket of sleep. At that age, Night meant fear for me.
Now I am ten years old. I am naughty and mischievous child busy in playing and planning mischief. I made good friends in school and was enjoying every bit of time. Time was insufficient for my activities. I don’t want to sleep. Night, at that stage, was a big spoilsport. Continue reading →