Its time to pack your bags and go home.
Its Winters,Its India and Its Deewali !!!
For all those who,have spent their childhood experiencing the
advent of winters, around this time in year,in North India,- It can really be -excruciatingly Nostalgic !!!
I empathize their plight.
So i decided to Bunk my life and take a detour into my childhood.
I packed my bags and neglecting all the protocols of a professional life-took the very next flight
back home-uninforming anyone.
It was an unprofessional,irresponsible and un-acceptable act,but thats exactly how every childhood is.
And more importantly it was impromptu,it was exciting,it was fun and for once please-It was My LIfe.
The moment im on flight its like kinda normal,like any other routine journey to begin with.
Time tickles by,and in few hours the flight is about to land.
Its night and importantly its the one night before Deewali.
The view from the top is divine.Im looking outside the window stunned by the glittering of tiny lights,
that lighten up the earth below me.Its so nostalgic.My eyes are teary.I want to freeze this moment forever.
i want to tell everyone how it feels,but I have no company.I close my eyes drops tickle down and its surreal satisfaction.
My flight lands,and I step-out.
Everything is the same.Its like I never left this place.
I am wrapped with flooding memories.
I hire a private auto,normally I would hire a cab,but not tonite -I wanted to have the feel of
the hustle-bustle of the roads,the traffic,the crowd.
Sitting in the auto I went past the familiar buildings and the cherished lanes.Everything decorated.
The smoke laden moist winter breeze gushing past me with its evocative fragrance of local flowers and trees.
We drive on the main roads.I ride past the same old Peepal tree,that was once the only testimony of my first skool-time kiss.
As for me,i had even forgotten the grl's name by now ...but back then her beautiful face was the light of my life.
Amidst this,we enter my locality.Every household is decorated,and i can see some new kids in my colony,all busy with crackers.
They remind me of myself when once we lightened the colony with our cricket,comic-love,pranks and crazy deewali celebrations.We were the charming lights of our blissful vicinity.
We drive past Sunita aunty's house,Mama ki dukaan,Pandey uncle's place,and as we reach Dr.Ghosh's house,my eyes scanned for Lyca...the beloved Labra pup...I cudnt find her,instead i could see a huge black mass lazying near the gate..no guesses..maybe Lyca grew up turning into a Gorilla !!!
Anyways,We drove ahead with crackers bursting on our both sides and through the mist now i could see the glimpse of my house.
A Priceless feeling.!!!
I get lightened like the occassion.
I am all set to give my parent's a grand surprise and thats the light of their lives.
May the lights in our lives never fade away !!!
Happy Deewali :-)))
Its Winters,Its India and Its Deewali !!!
For all those who,have spent their childhood experiencing the
advent of winters, around this time in year,in North India,- It can really be -excruciatingly Nostalgic !!!
I empathize their plight.
So i decided to Bunk my life and take a detour into my childhood.
I packed my bags and neglecting all the protocols of a professional life-took the very next flight
back home-uninforming anyone.
It was an unprofessional,irresponsible and un-acceptable act,but thats exactly how every childhood is.
And more importantly it was impromptu,it was exciting,it was fun and for once please-It was My LIfe.
The moment im on flight its like kinda normal,like any other routine journey to begin with.
Time tickles by,and in few hours the flight is about to land.
Its night and importantly its the one night before Deewali.
The view from the top is divine.Im looking outside the window stunned by the glittering of tiny lights,
that lighten up the earth below me.Its so nostalgic.My eyes are teary.I want to freeze this moment forever.
i want to tell everyone how it feels,but I have no company.I close my eyes drops tickle down and its surreal satisfaction.
My flight lands,and I step-out.
Everything is the same.Its like I never left this place.
I am wrapped with flooding memories.
I hire a private auto,normally I would hire a cab,but not tonite -I wanted to have the feel of
the hustle-bustle of the roads,the traffic,the crowd.
Sitting in the auto I went past the familiar buildings and the cherished lanes.Everything decorated.
The smoke laden moist winter breeze gushing past me with its evocative fragrance of local flowers and trees.
We drive on the main roads.I ride past the same old Peepal tree,that was once the only testimony of my first skool-time kiss.
As for me,i had even forgotten the grl's name by now ...but back then her beautiful face was the light of my life.
Amidst this,we enter my locality.Every household is decorated,and i can see some new kids in my colony,all busy with crackers.
They remind me of myself when once we lightened the colony with our cricket,comic-love,pranks and crazy deewali celebrations.We were the charming lights of our blissful vicinity.
We drive past Sunita aunty's house,Mama ki dukaan,Pandey uncle's place,and as we reach Dr.Ghosh's house,my eyes scanned for Lyca...the beloved Labra pup...I cudnt find her,instead i could see a huge black mass lazying near the gate..no guesses..maybe Lyca grew up turning into a Gorilla !!!
Anyways,We drove ahead with crackers bursting on our both sides and through the mist now i could see the glimpse of my house.
A Priceless feeling.!!!
I get lightened like the occassion.
I am all set to give my parent's a grand surprise and thats the light of their lives.
May the lights in our lives never fade away !!!
Happy Deewali :-)))
