Just about done unpacking my life...neatly folded as it came to Delhi about a month and 2 days back. Packed and in-transit, sitting tight within 2 suitcases, one handbag and a rucksack. Funny how a life perceived as elaborate fits in without frill or extensive paraphernalia.
This chapter started on a really "hot" note...and then they say that the worst was over by the time I got to Delhi. After a training overdose which lasted almost a month, my mind has started seeing visions of Airtel and our corporate arm: 'Enterprise Services'.
Delhi's been good to me... the eats are great, roads are nice and I have a comfortable little arrangement which I call "home". The enthusiasm to 'set-up' home from scratch has diminished, if not disappeared.
I adore my cycle rickshaw rides back from the market...they seem so simple...untouched by anything else. whooshing through the little puddles, carefully skirting around the potholes and then finally jumping down once home!Quite an experience in itself...and I wonder to myself just why I enjoy them so much.
'A good book and a cappucino' are a combination I can't resist. Sitting for hours sipping on the words and reading my coffee...Spending a life within the fluctuations of universes. A universe consisting of us 3 (the book, the coffee and me)and then suddenly this vast universe where I am just a speck. As a speck, I observe lovers and blushing girls...carnations, sweet nothings...careless 'I love you's thrown in the air..."Love--Overrated/under delivered" (caption on a young chap's Tee)...the obnoxious loud, pompous men trying to win the girls over...and then the dainty darlings with their hair done up and high heels. I overhear conversations...some paltry, some just so silly...designer labels, sales in town, bitching sessions...and then on some days I chance upon the pseudo intellectuals, boring their women with borrowed theories and rented beliefs!
And then I sip on the words from the books and find my peace. I've become a recluse...quite a 'strained' social being!
Work is a see-saw...some days I'm excited about work and then there are others when I feel I should quit and look for another!
All in all...I'm learning about myself...and Delhi. They reveal themselves to me in disconnected bits and discordant pieces.
Cheers to a chapter, nonetheless!!!
3 comments:
So after a long time...
Liked this one. Can connect to it in the sense that yes... it is like a see saw, life in general.
"aankhein dono taraf aayinaa hoti hain "... at times we look at the universe outside and smile...at times at the universe within us and are puzzled... what ever be the case, at each end of the see saw we learn somthing about our selves as well as our surroundings...
and yeah, pseudo intellectuals with borrowed theories and rented beliefs!
gud one... keep writing.
i relate to this entirely, bringing my two '23kg' suitcases to Ann Arbor Michigan, a tad earlier than your move.
i could almost picture the whoosh... its heartening that timelessness still finds its moments in a racing metropolis.
Solitary and yet connected to everyone around, the cafe allows for much amusement!
...welcome back.
Hi,
First welcome back to. The blogging world missed its most prolific writer! By the way, Delhi should be thankful for its pseudo intellectuals, coz they are a rare commodity...The only snippets of conversation that I have managed to hear have revolved around pet salons, monster-in-laws and jewelery stores!
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