I know I have been long gone from my regular blogging schedule..but I guess I'd say that I was taking a blog holiday. :-) I really wonder if I have the same passion for writing that I did have few years ago..times change and varied priorities take precedence...but I am being optimistic, and I think times will come again when I will be able to write with the same flair.
My recent escapade; hoping many cities across western Europe got me thinking, what life is good enough for you? I loved the whole feel of the white xmas that I had always imagined only in my Charles Dickens classics, with sprawling greens enveloped in deep mist, horse carriages, harmonicas and chanting church bells. It was like a medieval world come alive, except for driving an Audi, traveling the TGV and living in hotels centrally heated instead of fireplaces. Winters were severe but not harsh enough to dampen my love for travel, as days passed by, I would not but ponder on how people lived their lives, differently in different continents, cities and towns, aloof of the existence of anything better that may exist.
As Indians, we have been bred to be competitive, a good thing I must confess. We have always wanted more out of our lives; but it is always about money, power, status and it never ends. We loose our peace, touch with ourselves, and become mechanical, just wriggling and suffocating ourselves with the day to day wrung. Festivals pass by and so do other festivities in our lives and we live only to impress our bosses from one paycheck to another. This winter, after a very long time, I enjoyed being in the company of the joyous. I did not know any acquaintances but was greeted as if they were kins! People were so happy, festive, enjoying the moment, living for the day! How many of us do that, we are too busy struggling to get a scholarship, report rolling, or a strategy implemented. We miss those moments, thinking that we’d have time for it later, who has seen that later?
Many a times I have a flash, lying on the hard ground, hit by a car with gurgling blood. It is disturbing as it is reflective, but true, gets you thinking, why not live life like there is no tomorrow?
I can actually hear a grand pa saying, invest into your future beta, you will be spending a lot of time there, but grand pa, with such a lifestyle, do u think we will have a future?
