That Kinda Day...that kinda post.../*With due credit to Puja...You made me think...*/Sunday morning...Churchgate..General timepass and leg-pulling(
taang-kheechna translated word for word:)....and a discussion on diwali...amongst friends...wishing each other that they have a great...and safe diwali...
and everybody is curious as to why I havent gone home..after the 100th time of crying myself hoarse that it didnt make sense to go now,a gem of a question...
She: So...This is your first diwali out of home ?without family ??
/*Nod of the head from me*/She: And both your flatmates are outta town ?
/*Nod of the head again*/She: Must be really lonely and sad na...
/*matter-of-fact statement...no malice intended..."just yeah..so ??" kinda statement... */I just smiled...first...I thot it was an invitation to spar...i didnt return the favor..cos,I just thot for a moment before i opened my mouth and rushed on a retort-spree...besides, it was way too early in the morning anyways... :)
I hadnt noticed the change in me...but...I was somebody who cherished his solitude...somebody whose life-time ambition was to be on a hiking trip on everest..alone...no girfriend,friends,no parents...nobody...not bcos I didnt love them...but bcos i did and thot..that by staying away from them,I would love them more..and the times we met,would be something we will remember for a lifetime..
Not anymore...The last 2 days...although fun..have made me feel...(without trying to make it sound too dramatic)..alone....
I did everything i could to keep myself occupied..and tired at the end of the day...but...theres a certain restlessness I feel..A certain kind of stress..a certain impulse to...explode..
I even shot my mouth off at mom...on the phone...
"Why are you telling me what the neighbour's wife's pet dog ate for breakfast the year before !! I call you from Mumbai and all you can think of is
that !!! Tell me something of relevance to me...and us...A summary situation report of my sis,dad,cousins,aunts and uncles would make much more sense !!! "
/*Not to be outdone(she's my mom after all)..she promptly slammed the phone down*/I mean...Who does that !!! to her own son!!:)
I had to say sorry..after I had had a piece of her mind...and been told that I
never ever speak to her like that again...
:)
It was then that I realised...We are always rude to the people we love...cos we think,we can get away with it...that it really does not matter...a dime for everytime I have irritated friends/family ...and i would be a millionaire...
And to see those people in delhi.in sarojinagar,paharganj and govindpuri....those relatives who cant recognize their loved ones cos they are so badly burnt and disfigured(some bodies have multiple claimants bcos of this) ...and the old woman who lost her daughter-in-law and said..."I never told her how lucky I was to get a daughter-in-law like her...she took better care of me than my own son/daughter.."
Puts things in perspective..na ??
Dont forget to say it before it's too late...
Until then...Rabbi shergill on
Raaga...to give me peace....
