Every morning in my life is eventful, this one wasn’t a exception. Almost collided head-on with trucks, a few buses and countless number of cars. All this, just to get to town early so that I could get the calendar printed, which amazingly I got printed at 8 in the morning… Those shops around metro don’t seem to have much to do, all of them open pretty early. Back to the calendar, don’t know why but I did something like that for a girl… literally first time in my life… you may say there is always a first… but in such a case, I hate myself for doing it. Funny, xtremely funny… a self proclaimed heartless prick like me doing something like this for a girl is as funny as it could get. & that too for someone who is ‘just a friend’ plain, pretty plain… still just a friend. God knows! Don’t know who knows!
It’s a funny feeling to be travelling alone and that too a 1600 km journey over 28 hours. The scenery surrounding the konkan railway track do at times stop you from going into that soul searching trip, but not for long… it hits you, and it hits you where it hurts you as bad farah would feel if u cut her tongue off.
& the funny thing here is that a group of college students are travelling in the same compartment as I am going probably to goa or further, may be for their industrial visit. Shit! Looking at them I get a dose of what I will probably miss coz of this decision of mine to go to kochi for sailing. Will I regret it all my life? Sure, I will. I have been regretting not going with my school friends till now & I will regret not going this time too. Shit! I can hear all the scare crows in the farms saying go back! go back! I can’t … sailing is too way important, who says… she says… who she? I don’t know
May be life’s like that & every man in his quest to become great has always something to look back at. It’s a void, I void that makes him ordinary like others. Inside, deep inside!
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