Delhi ramblings

Planning and unplanning for weekend getaways has become the way of life. Too much demand on our time from the external world, so have to find a new way of living every moment The city without which I cannot survive gets to me after a while. The continuous cyclical existential ways of life gets to me. But what choice do we have. Oh plenty! Catch a movie, meet up with friends, cook a new wonder, catch a new play or an exhibition, or just simply catch up with reading. The last holiday on Wednesday I did just that...read and read some more.

Finding five beautiful things a day while "on the move" is what I live by now to break the monotony of each day.
· Squirrel preening itself in the early morning breeze
· Whitey in peaceful slumber- this particular great thing of the day can be captured anytime of the day as she always finds time for 40 winks!
· A child taking a free ride on way back from school on a van rickshaw, well people who are not aware what this is, it is a bigger kind of a tricycle with a half buggy for lugging stuff small distances, very common in Delhi.
· People catching up with a quick bite enroute work, at times one really catches cozy shots of life when the child is feeding the father while he is at the wheel cursing the morning traffic.
· Young lovers bunking college or work and just enjoy togetherness.
· A smartly dressed young man doing a jig on the road while waiting for the bus listening to some favourite track on the Ipod.

Life is full of these surprises which bring a smile on my face everyday while I am on the move, exasperrated but then given a flash of humour and happiness I survive the drudgery of living in a big city.

Comments

nishikutumbo said…
Carpe diem (in its positive sense) .... the only true mantra to survive in today's stress-driven life. Learn to find glory in the fleeting moments, joy in the seeming trivia and you have already become richer... more like Tagore's ghaasher shishe ekti shishir bindu (a glittering dewdrop on a grass blade)... In a writer's imagination everyday drudge is transformed to radiant reality, mundane takes the colour of marvellous!!! Illusion's post was just a reckoner of the same...
illusions said…
Hey thanks...That I have found at least one reader who in all humdrum of life still does not miss the dewdrop on the grass definitely raises my hope! Keep writing Sonali, it's nice to hear from you now and then.
Srobona RC said…
Hmm...here is somthing funny i saw in the way to office. A water tanker was standing in front of us in the light, water dripping from its pipe at the back. The old woman who regulary begs in that traffic junction came tottering and extended her begging bowl to catch a few drops. My hubby tooka snap on his mobile. I will see if I can uploas it on my blog.

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