The kid in me

Being a kid is the best stage of life one can be in, the adobe of innocence mixed with pinch of naughtiness and steered with cradle of hope. This is not just it - thinking just of fun pushing the thought of future into the misty fog, just do it attitude resultant of the curiosity instinct and thought of risk opaquely camouflaged by the trust in caring adults. Thanks to my dear friends Sonali, Sunil, Pardha, Pallavi, Renuka, Vrishali and Prachi who made it incredibly possible for me to live this stage again in my twenties.

It is always said that, if you live every moment spent, relish every memory to the minute second and if just a thought of it brings smile, the sweetest curve in the world, on you - then for sure it the best time of your life.

For me, this time we all spent will always be in my memories bookmarked the best times ever. This period is just mesmerizingly wow, when the only thought crossing our minds was to meet, the only discussion point was to plan the next trip and the only time to stand still was to pose for a photo.

There were days we didn't believe the day just passed so soon. The best part of this time is that, we all were discreetly living the life filled with innocence of what things would lead to, insensitive naughtiness of what others would think and strength of hope on the relation we were bonded to. Fun was on the high priority list pushed to the top by the undoubted trust between us. Never will these days come again nor ever will I let loose of these memories from my thoughts. Just writing this also has relaxed me as the glimpse of the lively life passed by my sight.

Wow I saw the sun rise

       

        Today, after a long long time being in the most cosmopolitan city, witnessed the enchantingly beautiful raising of the golden crimson sun. It might be seen as exaggerated, as it’s just a common daily event and only an attempt to shadow off my laziness, waking up to the broad day light daily. But please friends seeing it from my heart, you will know how much I crave to just a have glimpse of this every day. Lucky me, through shifting to this penthouse in 4th floor just in a Stone's throw away from the thickly vegetated Iblur army camp is my wife's idea, I now can daily witness this pacifying beautiful every morning. There were many trips planned and executed on the pretext of fun to the distant hills only to have look of the raising hot ball over the green cover. It's not so hard to believe that this usual daily event was for sure on our all printed itinerary too.

        It looked as if was in a Picasso's landscape painting section, browsing through his best capture of the rising sun. The golden red ball of fire just peeping out of the green cover of the army camp, nothing less than the dense forest, breaking the calm full moon lit cool night mightily spreading the multicolor into the bay of sky to the length and breadth of it as long as I see with my naked eye. Jaw droopingly wow was my subconscious expression, believe me it's no fault of me. All this running in my mind and the only thing breaking the solace silence in and around my inner soul was that of the distantly flying group of birds. As I was seeing they just flew over me and ironically I thought this was the nature’s 3D effect. Hahahaha pity me this was my cosmopolitan urbane past thinking.