Ansals still seems to be beautiful as ever... Its just the television at the arena have gone. Best time pass most have had during their serene time spent at the lake swimming along with the loved ones and sometimes memories later. Flower shop at the basement have gone too. The flowers have brought smiles to many faces for quiet years for it always delivered the fresh ones to the regular addresses shared. The book shop, coffee from the Nescafe (including ever available maggie) was not seen too... Lot many shops have added though the visitor to the insides are still lesser than the outsides... Still, the swan swimmed for hours and hours till it completely got drenched from its own act... Time was for the next flight... Delhi Metros!
With years on (to be precise approx 9yrs) the entire Delhi seemed to be fascinated by this metallic revolution. Increasing crowd and the noise always scares the swan here... For it fears getting lost or caught by the unexpected. An hour and a half journey from Dwaraka to Rithala became quiet interesting with few short stories around to enjoy and cherish later.
Friends chatting about the increasing boredom in DU and planning to get out of it filled the thoughts with years back memories of roaming around Delhi with no targets in mind but big hopes in heart. Rs15 Chola bhatura and Lassi still seems tastier than Rs1500 bills of the restaurants which are frequently visited now days. Guess, somebody said it right.. No swimming pool can give that soothing feel of bathing around the river side... For the flowing water evokes life in every form making one feel more alive and relieving day's pain with soothing comfort of flowing water passing around the body. And then there was this new couple ( I prefer to call it new for I always wonder that old ones don enjoy those eye talks in public for they always have lot to discuss about their never ending busy days and non-peaceful life). With the hands around protectively to protect the lady love from crowd memoirs again played its dirty game. Its in habit of always bringing up the past when one only want to enjoy the present.
And then came the station.. And unexpected stoppage often forces swan to fly for it again got scared of the rushing crowd and ofcourse the time.
With its white wings it left the arena and the station and also the thought which admired its beauty for so long..
Talking about the swan I always refer to one childhood story heard at age of 5 and understood at 25... "Don be disheartened if you get to find yourself being the ugly duckling with the crowd around, find out who you are and then join your herd for you might be the most beautiful swan amongst the group you belong."
So... With swan gone and everything at halt.. Its time to make love to my bed.. It waited for me for quiet a long long hour and I am sure the embrace tonight gonna be one of the best as always...
Lots of Love! Anji
