Delhi... Being here makes me nostalgic always... Well, I am saying as if its been ages that I had been away but yes, its been almost a year and half that my one belief is challenged..." I can't leave Delhi. "
Lot incidents of past when almost being a drama queen I am I ran away deciding to be away forever and always I came back... For somebody!
Maybe this time the reason is no more there and the belief is challenged, yes I am staying away and with no hurry to be back.
Usually I come to Delhi in night... Not that I can't make it in day time, but I have always loved the nights of the city... In the cool breeze and the busy nights I have always felt the warmth hugging n holding me tightly... Be it be the moments of late night drama rehearsals, being back from store post a tiring day and just be with myself in the moments of journey being back to home, moments when I spent evening alone sitting beside thé monument of India gate and discussing with myself what is it that I want out of life, moments sitting beside someone in the late eves and planning what we wanted out of life, crazy eves running around the city and in no hurry to be back home, a crazy night at gurudwara, highway drives, driving on the roads looking for the place of solace for spending special time with someone special, sitting alone at roadsides watching the traffic pass by.... Night brings all the warmth back all the memories back and ofcourse with them the smiles.
Its been quiet a while I traveled in public transport and it happened that recently whenever I come to Delhi, somehow I like to take the public transportation and travel enjoying the roads, memory and ambiance. I always wonder that all people traveling what thought they usually have on their mind?
I mean, in day time I usually see the hurried faces... Maybe trying to reach somewhere soon, students crowd r basically relaxed (reminds me of my own college day, what fun it was to travel)... Then came a couple.. Don know student or working but laughing over on some common joke they shared (reminded me of few memories too)... Kids, so carefree.. Enjoying the bus ride and discussing the joy of being on flyover.. Quiet fun it is to get into their shoes and be crazy sometimes (believe me, best when u r traveling alone... Nobody to make you realize how stupid you are acting in public) ;)
Then you have certain routes or sometimes stops which were fav in past, but today you don take them anymore. I guess, if destinations too had expressions or abilities like human they will always make you realize that you have been there after ages. Happens sometimes with my famous hangout places, people complaining about long absence and you just smile and complaint about how occupied your work keeps you... When its actually the empty chair on the other side :)
I read somewhere.... "If you do not travel, you have just read a page of a book called world." Guess, I have finished with one chapter and its time to move on next.
To summarize in 3 words... "Life goes on!"
Hahahahaaaaa (quiet a heavy weight dialogue) ;)
Lots of Love! Anji
Lot incidents of past when almost being a drama queen I am I ran away deciding to be away forever and always I came back... For somebody!
Maybe this time the reason is no more there and the belief is challenged, yes I am staying away and with no hurry to be back.
Usually I come to Delhi in night... Not that I can't make it in day time, but I have always loved the nights of the city... In the cool breeze and the busy nights I have always felt the warmth hugging n holding me tightly... Be it be the moments of late night drama rehearsals, being back from store post a tiring day and just be with myself in the moments of journey being back to home, moments when I spent evening alone sitting beside thé monument of India gate and discussing with myself what is it that I want out of life, moments sitting beside someone in the late eves and planning what we wanted out of life, crazy eves running around the city and in no hurry to be back home, a crazy night at gurudwara, highway drives, driving on the roads looking for the place of solace for spending special time with someone special, sitting alone at roadsides watching the traffic pass by.... Night brings all the warmth back all the memories back and ofcourse with them the smiles.
Its been quiet a while I traveled in public transport and it happened that recently whenever I come to Delhi, somehow I like to take the public transportation and travel enjoying the roads, memory and ambiance. I always wonder that all people traveling what thought they usually have on their mind?
I mean, in day time I usually see the hurried faces... Maybe trying to reach somewhere soon, students crowd r basically relaxed (reminds me of my own college day, what fun it was to travel)... Then came a couple.. Don know student or working but laughing over on some common joke they shared (reminded me of few memories too)... Kids, so carefree.. Enjoying the bus ride and discussing the joy of being on flyover.. Quiet fun it is to get into their shoes and be crazy sometimes (believe me, best when u r traveling alone... Nobody to make you realize how stupid you are acting in public) ;)
Then you have certain routes or sometimes stops which were fav in past, but today you don take them anymore. I guess, if destinations too had expressions or abilities like human they will always make you realize that you have been there after ages. Happens sometimes with my famous hangout places, people complaining about long absence and you just smile and complaint about how occupied your work keeps you... When its actually the empty chair on the other side :)
I read somewhere.... "If you do not travel, you have just read a page of a book called world." Guess, I have finished with one chapter and its time to move on next.
To summarize in 3 words... "Life goes on!"
Hahahahaaaaa (quiet a heavy weight dialogue) ;)
Lots of Love! Anji
