...........that my heart bounces to see and spirit cheers to recall !
Here is something for my lovely readers, few things I’ve come to develop a liking for, things I would love to plant in the nursery of my mind to blossom fresh !
The mixed fragrance of the jack-fruit being peeled and bargained over by cart-sellers even in the early hours, blended so naturally with that of the fresh Mogra flowers heaped up alongside as garalands, worn by women to mark off the day’s beginning and chosen by men to give an auspicious start to their occupations.
The sensation of this sight and odour every morning when I set out from home and take a turn at the corner of the street is a treat to my senses that spontaneously sweeps me over...... and is rather awaited now !
Next in sight comes the old man joining his hands for alms. Passing him always left me with a feeling of guilt as I walked away in the conflict of thought whether to stop or not.
Soon the feeling was overcome when I offered him ample to swipe off that guilt. Now, my mind stays puzzled to see his joined hands as soon as I witness him, whether it’s a feeling of gratitude or contentment or want, I know not !
The cool breeze by the window seat of the bus even on sunny days which are in no time overshadowed by black clouds and the welcome showers catch your sight, be it any hour of the day !
Running around to get the right bus and attempting to read the minds of dozens of people everyday rather than their lips when they converse in a language non-conversant for me, gives a pleasure of its own. Playing with my black scarf that I always like to hang around keeps me not-wet while stealing on a drop or two, I can never resist !
Those long and solitary walks on new and endless streets everyday, passing through and crossing places I always desired to, wondering, when, in what company and on what occasion I would be able to explore them……few of them being,
Rangashankara, the much acclaimed theatre at J.P.Nagar that I yearn to visit ! Just awaiting the right play to be featured and the right company to watch it, both of which I wish not to be able to resist !
Café @ Rangashankara, for once I want to sit there without the thought of the ticking clock, taste the teffee and all that it has to offer to my all-game taste-buds.
The Magazine Store @ M.G.Road, I wonder I’ll able to hop in to pick my selections and play with the Persian cats they pet !
The Tuckshop @ Whitefield, where we can barter almost anything and everything, for instance, a Tee for fish curry and rice !! It happens to broaden all possibilities of realizing our desires into reality.
The colorfully adorned windows at M.G.Road always catch my eye making me wonder if I’d be ever able to re-innovate myself with them, the streets perfectly thronged by queer youngsters especially during rains, who are out on a feast for their senses, the picteresque is a perfect miniaturization of Delhi’s Kamla Nagar !!
