New city can really change your life. Especially, after a hostel life where you were only concerned with eating, a bit of studying and friends. It has been two and a half months here in Chandigarh and I’ve really started to get the taste of so-called-fast-forward lifestyle, back-biting corporate environment and save-relationships-before-they-go-into-the-dustbin situations.
My source of inspiration for this blog is my recent bike rides because the only time I get to think about life is when I’m on the pillion seat of my bro’s raven black Pulsar 180. One good thing about Chandigarh roads is that there are no “beauty spots” on roads to “Brake” your thoughts. The only two reasons why you want to slow down are when you have reached where you were headed to and second, when the light goes red. I was always fond of sitting on bikes while someone with good driving skills rode, making an unheard promise of my safety. Of course, travelling CTU city buses is also a very peaceful experience but that makes me sleepy and wish that the bus doesn’t turn abruptly, making me do a goofy in front of others.
Yes, back to the private ride...it is only when you are sitting on a powerful bike and moving at a considerable speed, parallel to the road, your mind gets relaxed and several thoughts (good ones, of course) come gushing in. And it is only then you feel like closing your eyes and tilt your head upwards and feel the strength of the wind coming on your face. The sound then you hear is not of the bike’s engine but the wind that is loudly encouraging you for more speed. It roars in your ears and for a while you are carried away by it. You have heard this sound before…when?? Ahhh...It’s like you are listening to a thunderous black hole...giant, terrifying, yet elegant.
The only disadvantage of this power ride is that your hair gets all entangled and wildly ruffled up...and I love my hairs.
Here I have a two room flat, which I wish to decorate well and make it worth living...A bit of greenery is essential...but all this need to wait for a while. My first concern is to manage my time and priorities. I know I need to work very hard on myself and this is the only time I have got.
Sometimes, I wish to get dissolved in the crowd...Forget myself...my past...like a single star in a galaxy full of billion others. Let the new life empty my cup...spill all my past, pain, short comings. Now, when I get tired and want to relax, I don’t look for a human company anymore but wish I had cute, small and puffy paws playing with my cheeks...that of a puppy or a kitten... strange, isn’t it? Maybe they will sadly wait for me at the gate and get happy at my first glance...maybe I’ll name them after some galaxy or just NEBULA...
Sometimes, I miss my terrace episodes at nights...No more escapes to a wide and silent place...and no more of a dark n starry sky...Life has taken a serious turn with my Sony vaio always opened in front of me with me every time chewing something or gulping a cup of cinnamon tea, thinking if I die here this instant, would anyone bother...or how long it would take anyone to notice...what is better, to allow myself to be carried away by the crowd or sit somewhere safe and find a better way to do my business.
