Break Please...

There is a lot of happenings going on in the world. Among England completing its 257/7 setting a target of 258 for India in IndVsEng series and Justice Verma doing a press conference and giving recommendations regarding rape, sexual assault and eve teasing laws, I have decided to sit down and write this post. This is my first ever attempt to write a blog post. So please bear and spare any mistakes. Thankyou :-)

Sitting in a park full of greenery, pigeons and people is actually feeling like a meditation process. You are in the world but not with the world. This lot of traffic on the road, everyone walking at a high speed to catch the first bus, rushing for the empty seats makes me realise no one has actually time to stop and smell the roses. Somehow I have always felt this traffic as a means of smelling roses. Yes, I have never got a panic attack when found myself stucked in a traffic jam unless not accompained by someone who is now and then complaining about traffic light not turning green or the car passing by not giving side to him to over take. These things hardly affect me. And why should too? My car also form part of that traffic. Rather each break gives me opportunity to look around. I see the long multistory buldings, lightining done to them to make them look more attractive, huge crowd crossing roads, kids returning home from school in AC buses, and realise how my city has changed with me.We both are growing up with each other.

That gentleman in the car is the man of his wife sitting besides him and that lean old looking person riding a bicycle is also the man of his wife who is sitting on his bicycle's carrier. Both are playing the role of complementing someone's life. Both are accomplishing their responsibilities well. Both are trying to make their family happy and both are on a long drive with their soulmate. Only difference is of pedal and gear that is status defined. Does it matter? May be Yes. May be No. I am not here to find an answer to this. What i am seeing is the happiness and contentment which comes with being accompained by your soulmate. 

 There is a barber here cutting someones hair under a tree. He is continously watching me, trying to figure out what i am doing sitting in the park's bench with a diary and pen in my hand. I guess more than his customer, he is concerned about finding out what i am doing. This is how the world runs. We are more concerned about what others are doing and not about what we are doing. We find faults in others, we find failures in others, we find lack of responsibilities, truths, honesty in others. But when we have managed to find time to sit and find all of these in ourselves? I have not gone to bank today to collect my pin number nor to doordarshan to collect my cheque and not to parlour to cut my hair. Because this is what I wanted to do today and I am happy I have done it. :-)

Have you made yourself happy today or still busy in worldly acquaintances??