Monday, September 2, 2013

Back Home-Strong on hope!

Being able to express what you go through may at times seem a very herculean task especially when you feel mere words how much ever creatively and expressively deployed may actually not do justice to your inner feelings. It gets even tougher when you are trying to describe an event which took place in the past(in my case about an hour back!) and all you are left with is just memories of that event. You want to go over the process to magnifying that thought such that it converts to an emotion and takes over you completely. For the forthcoming few minutes I attempt to fake my present moment as I key in my words(with an occasional sneeze!)  by imagining myself walking along what seems to be a heavily jammed Marathahalli outer ring road. I get myself heavily drenched and all I see is a void hopeless look in the eyes of the bystanders waiting for their modes of conveyance(Divine intervention required badly!). Ive got about 4kms to cover amidst a vehicle population crisis!. My only sigh of relief is a petty shop where I head to, take my first few puffs and now relaxedly watch a side(perhaps the only one) of insanely fast urban India. I make conversation with the petty shop owner who answers my questions with a sense of indifference. Meanwhile my first cigarette gives away to the incessant rain and I am quick to get on with my second one!. Haha I have all the time in the world(atleast thats how I gotta think, for I enjoy my present!). Now I move on from there firmly determined. I encounter more vehicle traffic, more slippery sand and more rain!. I have an audio playing in my head; that of the climax scene from "The Shawshank Redemption" which goes "hope is a good thing. maybe the best of good things. and no good thing ever dies". Well folks as I make slow paces towards Marathahalli Bridge, there is nothing else I think of and I must admit the severity of the emotion I was holding onto inorder to key in this blog has died down. I did not require the audio tape once I reached Marathahalli bridge because that bit felt like something familiar; Like my normal routine every day. Well I am home. I hope to go to office strong and continue about engaging in my daily business(Divine Intervention required again badly!) or I may need to play my audio tape again!. If you have read till here, you may want to take a look at this. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JWJyI9OybWk