Inside, the windows are open. The orange Fab-India curtains flap witlessly, in the gusty wet wind. The raindrops arranged like sheets of sleet change direction with the squall. Ravishankar plays the Malhar raga on the iPod. Let’s say it’s a Wednesday afternoon. The guilty pleasure of skipping office spreads through the body, like a shot of cocaine. There’s no milk at home. So, they cut a thick piece of lemon and squish it into the freshly prepared tea. In another half an hour, they’d go back to bed… hold each other… watch the raindrops trickling down the window pane, as they make love. Waking up, they would take a walk to the nearby beach… the wet sand touching their feet, the wispy drizzle caressing their bodies.
And so the August afternoon, turns into an inky monsoon evening. Orange street lights reflect off the wet street… black umbrellas everywhere, as the crowd returns home… the Bhuttawala roasting sweet corn on the earthen kiln… street kids play in the grimy water of the roadside pothole.
Start ascending… follow the same helical pattern. First the umbrellas will become mere black dots, then the orange neons will turn into an illuminated pearl necklace… the cars with their headlights like urban fireflies… rise further, until the whole city looks like a glittering electronic circuit board… then further up… and further… until darkness engulfs you…
11 comments:
Its a masterpiece!
What are you doing in MBA?? Write a book.. Fly away..
second that!
Your blog has been felicitated!!! :-)
Thank You... Thank You...
I think a book is a far shot and therefore the book-errr prize too... but happy for being felicitated, for my blog!
@ Prahetash - Awards don't come easy around here.. Here's what you got to do now:
a) Write a post about it
b) Mention my name (you are free to write a lot more about me, if you so wish to) :-)
c) nominate 8 more for the award
d) Leave them a comment saying they got an award!!!
& .. not that you are being humble about such a mighty award, but, i think you deserve it.. Thank you for making me write every time I had a block, which you and I know I had way too often!!! :-)
oh no! just noticed the spelling error in your name! oopsie! :-)
& where's the post about the award??? I demand a speech!! Speech! Speech! Speech! :-)
The second paragraph might have been written in Mumbai, but it reads like Shantiniketan, if you know what I mean. ;-)
"If conversations be the food for blogs...keep talking!!" I must say that this is your finest piece of work till date!! rock on!
awesme stuff
wish it all to be true in everybody`s lives :)
Well brother, I'm sure we all have our 'moments'.. Don't we?
Thank you for visiting my blog. I'm a fan of your blog too...I'm just trying to keep the corpcomm torch aflame!
:)
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