Wednesday 30 October 2013

Its the environment inside



So I walk out of my room only to find out that the weather is great. It makes me happy. It’s the season of autumn and nearly all the leaves have fallen to the ground covering it with a thick sheet of lemon yellow colour. The trees are all of different shades and its beautiful. As a walk on, I see children playing on the ground nearby, chirping like birds, lost in their own world, giggling, unaware of the stranger who looks and smiles at them because their happiness makes him really happy. I move on towards the train station and on my way I see a young couple immersed in the sweet symphony of love. That fills my heart with mirth. 

I am sitting in the train now looking outside trying to read the language that at present I do not quite understand. A man with his pet dog sits down next to me. The pet is quite small, I think to myself maybe it’s a poodle. It must be because that’s the only small breed of dog that I know of. Admiring my own sense of humour I smile to myself and a part of me thinks that the dog smiles at me as well. A case of inter specie communication? Perhaps. I make a mental note of people sitting around me, then take out a book and start reading it.

I have reached my destination now but oh god. I was having so much fun reading, its almost sad it came, I wouldn't know what happens next until the next time I am on the train. But its going to be more interesting at the destination. I look around and wonder to myself. Why does every person look so happy today? And why is the weather so good? And why the station so clean? Why does everyone who catches my eye smile at me? And then I know


Its because I heard the good news I was waiting for, for months. Its just that I am happy today

Monday 14 October 2013

My friend S


So without knocking the door, as per ritual, I enter the the room and he lies in front of me, my friend S, unshaven unclean unkempt on a pile of dirty clothes. I haven't met him in a few days and I am sure he has been up to no good. Rudely interrupting my thoughts he exclaims

"Do you know how she looks like"?

"No! Which is generally the case when I havent seen people but I can see why you would nt know that" I tell him

"You know when a painter draws a painting. Say a face, no say a woman's face, and then he realises there are some mistakes in the painting? and then he erases the parts he doesn't like and then fixes them again and then again and then again un till the picture is just right ? just perfect? just flawless? "" he explains

"yeah?"

"Thats her face. Right then and then. thats her face. Perfect in all ways"

"okaaaaaaaaaaaaay! thats one way of saying you think she is beautiful"

"and there is another. Have you looked at the sun? have you noticed how wonderfully it shines"?

"Yeah ! I mean I live in Berlin so I did it once last year"

"Can you imagine how brightly it shines? and all the other stars? all put together? the entire galaxy? it shines so magnificently. BUT that just fades into comparison to when she smiles. the galaxy appears to be so dull and pointless and bland and blank and boring and uninteresting. When she smiles, its brighter than a thousand suns"

"Her love has made you quite a romantic I would say" I say

" and you know special relativity right? I can swear that when you sit with her for 5 minutes its already 3 hours. Seriously I swear this happens "

"I am sure it does! So what are you going to do about it? just lying here?"

"Why do you think I am lying here in the first place? I told her .and she well , she has "other interests" in mind. How can she? Do you think anyone else can describe her the way I can ?

"She might be looking for something other than description you know"

"She is Aphrodite , Venus, she is the real goddess of love and beauty. She is the epitome of awesomenesses amazingness but the only thing she is not, is that she is not mine" He says almost crying ignoring what I had said.

"Oh God!"