The Journey
Music: Hard to Handle - The Black Crows
Back from a journey from the land of my childhood and a place where I've spent a quarter of a century - Delhi. Met all my pals except few. Well too much restrain in life, sometimes.
Here are some of the pics.
Ammu's happily married, about as settled as settled is. Happily doubling in size everytime I see him. Would have loved to spent more time with him.
Gary was the busiest of the lot. Though always trying to sneak in few hours for our chit chat and a had a great weekend trip with him.
Anki claims she's bored but she's very happy and as pretty as ever. Going to change her job soon and pretty excited about it too..
Mamta, One of the oldest pal.... always bubbling n smiling. I disturbed her at the wee hours but always found her smiling. She's always ready to be on your side, anytime you need.
Was happy to hear Puneet getting married. Thts the way to go dude.
Praveen. He's always been an inspiration, be it anything; Studies, guitar, life any damm thing under the sun. Did not get to meet him.... He’s happily settled in Seattle.
Nice to meet you Richa after a long time. You and Ashish make an awesome couple :).
Lovely Sis to kid around with, Parents were happy.
And thanks to everyone else who made this trip a special one.
I'm somewhere in the middle I think. All of us are ok though. It was fantastic meeting up and chatting to them about what's been happening in their lives. I remember at our farewell party in School someone said that friends are like wine... the older they get the better they taste. I laughed at the 'cliche'ness then but its right. There's a warmth and comfort that comes from meeting people who you've seen evolve and yet at the same time who you've seen stay the same. Sort of like Monet's 'Cathedral of Rouen' paintings that show the same building at different times of the day in different lighting. That sort of time lapse perspective is just not there with friends you've only known a while... no matter how much you like them and how easily you can talk to them.
The journey was short though long and made longer by tedious repetitive thoughts about her and myself. Again caught between on the one hand thinking that I should force myself to get over myself and be friends with her despite everything and on the other hand just wanting to forget about it all. I stood by her when she was having a bad time. When the dust settled, she treated me like crap. Now that she's fine and I'm beginning to think that she never really cared for me at all... I feel like I've earned the right to think about my own feelings. Not only that but it's almost like I'll feel uncomfortable having a really good time and doing well if she's there because part of me doesn't want her to feel bad about choosing him. It's all a bit messy in my head just now. I don't know. It's the one blot in my life at the moment.
Back to Pune and there's no one to kid around with. Sky has changed colour. Bluesh Grey as opposed to the usual Light Blue. Very pretty under the white puffy clouds, exhausted of their burden, scurrying away now. Play the guitar for a while. Have dinner out at a Chinese restaurant and write my journal.
Back from a journey from the land of my childhood and a place where I've spent a quarter of a century - Delhi. Met all my pals except few. Well too much restrain in life, sometimes.
Here are some of the pics.
Ammu's happily married, about as settled as settled is. Happily doubling in size everytime I see him. Would have loved to spent more time with him.
Gary was the busiest of the lot. Though always trying to sneak in few hours for our chit chat and a had a great weekend trip with him.
Anki claims she's bored but she's very happy and as pretty as ever. Going to change her job soon and pretty excited about it too..
Mamta, One of the oldest pal.... always bubbling n smiling. I disturbed her at the wee hours but always found her smiling. She's always ready to be on your side, anytime you need.
Was happy to hear Puneet getting married. Thts the way to go dude.
Praveen. He's always been an inspiration, be it anything; Studies, guitar, life any damm thing under the sun. Did not get to meet him.... He’s happily settled in Seattle.
Nice to meet you Richa after a long time. You and Ashish make an awesome couple :).
Lovely Sis to kid around with, Parents were happy.
And thanks to everyone else who made this trip a special one.
I'm somewhere in the middle I think. All of us are ok though. It was fantastic meeting up and chatting to them about what's been happening in their lives. I remember at our farewell party in School someone said that friends are like wine... the older they get the better they taste. I laughed at the 'cliche'ness then but its right. There's a warmth and comfort that comes from meeting people who you've seen evolve and yet at the same time who you've seen stay the same. Sort of like Monet's 'Cathedral of Rouen' paintings that show the same building at different times of the day in different lighting. That sort of time lapse perspective is just not there with friends you've only known a while... no matter how much you like them and how easily you can talk to them.
The journey was short though long and made longer by tedious repetitive thoughts about her and myself. Again caught between on the one hand thinking that I should force myself to get over myself and be friends with her despite everything and on the other hand just wanting to forget about it all. I stood by her when she was having a bad time. When the dust settled, she treated me like crap. Now that she's fine and I'm beginning to think that she never really cared for me at all... I feel like I've earned the right to think about my own feelings. Not only that but it's almost like I'll feel uncomfortable having a really good time and doing well if she's there because part of me doesn't want her to feel bad about choosing him. It's all a bit messy in my head just now. I don't know. It's the one blot in my life at the moment.
Back to Pune and there's no one to kid around with. Sky has changed colour. Bluesh Grey as opposed to the usual Light Blue. Very pretty under the white puffy clouds, exhausted of their burden, scurrying away now. Play the guitar for a while. Have dinner out at a Chinese restaurant and write my journal.
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