In dino dil mera, mujhse hai keh raha.....tuuuu khwab saja....tuuu jee le zara.....hai tujhe bhi ijazat kar le tu bhi mohabat....sings loud the music player of my laptop as I am penning down this blog entry. Berang si hai bari zindagi....kuch rang to bharun.....main apni tanhai ke vaaste....ab kuch to hai karun....And as I listen to this song from Life in a Metro I feel life is the best thing that has ever happened to me. The journey of life which we take up everyday, moving ahead experiencing things sometimes does leave you sometimes with situations that cant be analysed on the rule book of rationality. And I have fallen in love with life over and over again because of these reasons and situations that have made me feel so alive, so needed, so fulfilled and so loved. But most of the time we give reasons and justification to lose all these chances of picking up life and placing it on a roller coaster ride by citing n number of reasons. Maybe even I have done that a lot due to various reasons at one point of time finally seeing life moving away from my hand and leaving me deeply in grief. But somewhere it did teach me that these chances of living are very short lived, and so sometimes impulse should guide you on your journey of life at least when these opportunites of living are thrown up infront of you. In these ocassions you just have to get on the roller coaster and enjoy the thrill of the fast speed at which life goes over there and experience the significance of living altogether. And maybe that is what I have learned from the trip to Pune one fine day in April, suddenly impulsive to the core. And the roller coaster has not stopped moving since that day, bringing in it wake new experiences and making me feel all the more alive every day.
Pune happened one friday evening. With no plans to go, I was still enticed into the brashness of it by an impulse for doing something for somebody, who really expected it. There is a great sense of acheivement one does feel when one meets somebody's expectations. Pune was just like that. The mind was hazy about the details but I do remember today, the flight booking part and calling up somebody and saying "Can you do me a favour and book a hotel for me at Pune?". And as they say, rest is history. Barely 36 hours spent in the city of the ferguson college made me see life in a whole new way, made me feel that brashness and impulse need not be negative thoughts and feelings, and that someimes the eyes do speak more than the words uttered. And the same thing happened in Pune, Pune was about exploring, expressing, sharing, nurturing, caring and a whole lot of knowing. The games that we played till the dead of the night, in the form of sharing the secrets of our life was one game that I would remember for a lifetime. And when the time came to leave Pune, that Monday morning as the dawn was breaking, and it was early morning, and the taxi was waiting and blowing its horn, I really did hate to wake somebody up and say goodbye. The moment would always be there in my memory well inscribed with its intricate details. There was so much to be said, so much to be expressed and yet there in the airport we could not even speak more than a few words. There was so much to say but so little time and watching those last moments perish and the seconds ticking away was really painful. If John Denver's song ever seemed most appropriate to me, it was at these moments. Thanks Pallavi for making me listen to this song and Deeghii for making the meaning of it known on that monday morning at the Pune airport.
And when Pune, intense with its 36 hours of experiencing life happened, it was a matter of praying hard for the universe to conspire for just another chance to experience the life that 36 hours had offered us in Pune. And Paulo Cohelo in his famous book The Alchemist has said that if you want something really hard, the whole universe conspires to make it happen. And lo it did happen, in the city of Mumbai in the form of a visa stamping. Deeghii came down for me from Pune in search of the string of life, for the thrill of life, for experiencing it all in those few days of Mumbai before we both flew off in search of new places to the Europe and middle east. Mumbai as a city is synonymous to life, its fast pace, its local trains running by the seconds hand of a watch, its night life, its hurridness all make it one place where life cannot be missed. Its there to be grabbed with open hands right infront of you and making you feel that it is yours fully. You tend to blend in the liveliness of Mumbai and experience it in its own way. Mumbai would remain etched on the contours of memory for all the reasons it did have to offer. The night spent watching the light waves on the stairs of the gateway. The whole world infront of us was just the sea with its innumerable launches all shrouded in shades of black and so peaceful and the towering gateway in its gleam of orange behind us. The heart to heart talk we had there, which finally did break the ice and gazing at the stars made me realise that even the city of busy billions could have places that offer its own serenity. And Deeghii you made that night special with your voice against the serenity and calmness of the waves splashing against the rocks. The rythm of the waves clashing and the heart to heart chat that we had are to be cherishd for a lifetime. If one were to ever experience the wild adrenaline rush, my suggestion would be to go to Chowpatty and get on in one of those human operated giant wheels (not really giant-but it does seem like a giant). With every risk of toppling, which incidentally I did make it do once, a complete wobble, I was very scared to hop into one of those. But still on Deeghii's insistence I did try to enjoy the ride and keep my eyes open while it went up and down. Alas most of the time my eyes were shut close. The day ended with another brash incident in the form of a visit to the Hard Rock cafe in Parel. The entire feeling of hard rock being played in that great factory kind of a cafe with famous rockstar posters hanging from here and there, and all illuminated in the faint low light of the cafe, it was one heck of an awesome feeling getting completely sloshed in gallons of beer and tequila and we both partied for hours together till late at night. The other days were spent roaming around the entirity of Mumbai and finally culminated in watching the movie "life in a metro" while experiencing every bit of "life in a metro". I would remember the way you shouted when the monkey snatched away the black berries packet from your hands, the way we had tons of green mango, the launch ride to Elephanta in that special launch, the way you poured the beer, the way we saw the stars and the planes flying out of Mumbai sitting on the Juhu beach and telling ourselves that a few days hence we both would fly out of the country. And fly we did in search of our destinies, but Deeghii you made me experience life in its fullest form every moment we spent together in Pune and Mumbai. And now London beckons, inspite of a whole lot of problem including the visa and the recipisse and a whole gang's misinformation about leaving France for London. And all this is just to experience life with you and make it feel special. You are the alchemist chosen by destiny to give the golden touch to my life. Make it happen. Honestly, truly, deeply London here I come.....
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