Journey through past

Early morning I got inside the city hopper from Norwich International Airport to cross English Channel. As I took the first step the rush of chill made me nostalgic, how soon this city had crept up beneath my skin. I sighed and made way inside.

As I settled by the window, I recollected a familiar face on Heathrow digging cold fingers deep in black tuxedo alone for almost the first time in foreign land. The first bus journey from Heathrow to Norwich. My little Angel who helped me through my first visit. My first encounter with rabbits scurrying through grasses near my accommodation. A class of 17 with 13 nationalities, my first consultancy client, exams, public presentations, London trips late night parties, Buckingham Palace, London Underground, Everything just brushed past me as the flight took me in air to rest on the familiar face who had accompanied me to the airport!

I felt ripped apart heart and soul going to each, soul called for home and heart rested on that face. My eyesight got blurred as we crossed the English Channel. I was still gathering myself when captain announced arrival at Amsterdam.

As I got down the hopper I felt hollow, incomplete and torn!

Sweet Little Angel, returns!

Springs on its way and the evenings are getting warmer, so I set out to stroll yesterday with a good friend of mine. Sun had touched horizon and and the sky was gold with darkness set to take over. I felt walking down paradise. Sun went down and I was back on my way to accommodation as chill started to set in. I was walking down the sports park admiring the Olympic size swimming pool on campus as a beautiful, small, fragile, girl in black walked by me hooded in black. I turned around looking at the familiar face, it was Elisa, the Sweet Little Angel!


I gazed open mouthed, and told my friend that she was Elisa, (trust me by now her story with me is known to most of my friends here) and as she came near, I said "Are you Elisa?" she nodded and I said "Do you remember me?" and her lips parted and widened for a full smile and she said "Yes, but my name's Elsa and not Elisa" and I bit my tongue "Oops! E L S A Elsa and not Elisa, oh so sorry!" and words kept on going to and fro with me and my friend discussing with her about studies, campus, course and finally accommodation.

We talked for good fifteen minutes and I promised to introduce her to my friends on a course she was willing to go for, as our meeting was about to end, she asked for my number and I readily took out my cell, as she dint carry her cell phone to sportspark, I saved her number on my phone. We exchanged byes and walked off through the car parking area promising to call her sooner!

I think I will go on my knees and seek blessings from almighty thanking him, once again!

श्रावण

"श्रावण मासी हर्ष मानसी हीर्वल दाटे चौहीकडे क्षनात येती सर सर शीरवे क्षनात फीरुनी ऊन पडे" श्रावनात्ल्या उंन्हा-पावासच्या लीला पाहील्या की बाल्कवींच्या मराठी मनावर कोर्लेल्या ह्या कवीतेला अल्गद उजाला मीलतो.... सर्व दीशान्नी दाटलेल्या हीर्वलीकडे पाहून मन सुखावतं, क्षनात येनार्या श्रावण सरी चीम्ब भीजवानार्या, आणी मग क्षनात येणार ऊन सुखावानारं आप्लेपनाची ऊब देनारं, श्रावण आपला खेल खेलतच राहतो...

Storm inside me!

I feel there's a storm inside me ready to unwhirl and sweep me off my feet's. Thousands of questions keep swarming my mind flurrying and slurrying my thoughts. So many things on platter and so much less time and yet am not sure where to start, the time's flying by and I know I need to be quick to get a decision, there are choices to be made but how do I decide which ones are viable, don't know! I know I need to make a decision quick enough, time's flying by... Choose be quick again, option's dying...

One more curve!

Life as I say never lets you guess whats on the next curve it loves to catch you unnerved! Life has taken one more turn and one more fellow traveler has embarked on new journey, wishes life gives all that you wish from it to you....

Monsoons!

Comes may last week and heart starts singing to the tunes of rains, and eyes look for slightest clue for the arrival of much awaited monsoon! Singing cuckoo, red flame bright dazzling, dried up trees, cracking waste lands, and scorching heat all sum up to the anticipation...

And the wait ends up with the sweet shower from heavens today as the sun settled down in the west, the clouds made there way in a close huddle roaring and soaring into the sky with lightnings marking the arrival of the MONSOON! Hurray!!!

Miss Sunshine!

It was an unusually bright sunny morning of September as I sat in BEST bus on my way to the office pouring over my One night at call center by Chetan Bhagat. I was reading how life was taking over the hero as his ex-girlfriend gave him news of her marriage, the sun was shining bright so I digged in my backpack to get hold of my glares. As I cleansed the lens with cloth I looked merrily at the sun shinning brightly out of my window, inhaling a lungful of fresh air I closed my eyes.

Bus stopped and I opened my eyes and there she was bright, pure, serene... bathed with sunshine... wet hair locks over her face few just enjoying there time on her lips... pearly water drops shining on her forehead through her hair black, wet, bright... There she was Miss Sunshine...

Bus moved but her image found solace in my heart deep within... Since then whenever my bus would pass the place my eyes would search for her, I did see her lot of times after that but the first time was something that appealed me and then she was truly Miss Sunshine!

One fine day!

Life's like one those roads where you just cant expect what might hit you on next curve on one such fine curve I met this very dear friend of mine. After I passed my secondary school with flying colors I joined the best High school in our town and felt on top of world. First few days were very uneventful with my new classmates mostly studious geeks, till that one day where my life took a very usual turn and a very unusual wave hit me. I was surfing through my subject book, and all of sudden something very bright and shiny caught my eyes, as a cool breeze went over me!

I saw through this a very beautiful girl clad in utter simplicity with a beautiful million dollar smile beamed at me "It's Chemistry class by Naik?" I smiled back and said yes, she swooped away with that to the last empty bench. I kept looking at her through the corner of my eyes she sat on last bench with four more girls. Five of them kept themselves busy talking and giggling on silliest things. The class got over she bade bye to her friends and came back to my bench, stretched her right hand in front of me saying "Hi, I am XXXXXX, Friends?" I smiled and taking her hand in my hand as gently as I could and said "Hello I am Sudershan". As we exchanged this words I packed my backpack and walked out of class with her to grab something to eat before next class. As it got we never went to next class but roamed around and near college for whole day exchanging words like old good friends who've met after long time. Thus, began a new saga of friendship in my life a very beautiful one very close to my heart but as it happens every beautiful thing comes to an end the life has taken another curve a very unexpected one and one more friends lost on way of life...

Love...

Love's a moment of countless emotions fear, anger, pity, joy, depression, lust, attraction, desperation,..... innumerable feelings.... just like a roller coaster ride taking you through the high and low of the ride bringing smile to your face but also an unknown deep fear within of losing the grip, such is love giving an ecstatic joy but with a deep felt gist of insecurity. This insecurity livens up the spirit of love kindling the innumerable feelings and keeps the two souls bonded with each other in the bond of love.

Love cannot be categorized as pure-impure, selfless-demanding, good-bad or any such thing, love is above any such categorization love can never hurt its object of love but it will try to make its object of love more adorable more beautiful showering all the love it has within and make the world beautiful place...

Love is most powerful and unconquerable emotion known by human kind since its origin be it the tales of love by Shakespeare in Romeo-Juliet or Kalidas-Shakuntala all of them experienced the might of love and preferred to live and even die up to it... This four lettered word kindles warmth in millions and billions of hearts making the world around us complete...