Category: Musings

The innocuous looking message popped up on his screen that rainy Sunday afternoon.

“Hey! How are you?”

He would have thought about it for about half a second if it wasn’t for the sender’s name.

“Five years!”, he thought to himself, “Has it really been that long?”

There are some moments in life that leave you completely speechless. No thoughts. No musings. Just an absolute emptiness which can’t defined. Something like that happened today. And reminded me of something that had happened to me a few years earlier.

She was trying to make smoke rings in the still afternoon air when I first realized it. The smile on my face suddenly vanished and my legs started to shake. I haven’t had this feeling ever since that Diwali night in Pune a zillion years ago. You always tend to remember these moments.

What is it about love that makes it so difficult to open your mouth to the one person you want to say it to?

Frosty is on its way home. Aboard a nice train from Udaipur, it is racing now towards Delhi. It needs an urgent heart transplant. The doctor is ready. Hopefully a spare heart will be here by the time Frosty arrives. Its been a long painful time for her.

Ever. Bad decision. Shouldn’t have come to Delhi. Happy miserable whatever it was, Mumbai was it. I should have stayed here. I don’t know why I came. Shit. Should have stayed away.

I got a mail from an old friend recently. So old that I had almost forgotten he exists. And he actually thanked me for doing something I did and that it inspired him. It wasn’t exactly the bolt from the blue that changes one’s life but it set me thinking.

Five years on, the only thing that seems to have changed about Delhi is my perspective. Whenever I came to Delhi in the last 5 years, I looked at it with nostalgia and longing. That has changed now. This is home.