It's been a long long time

It has indeed been a long time, that I have written something for myself. So, what am I implying- ghost writing or blogging as a profession! Ahem, it is the latter which is occupying me at the moment!

So, let us connect to each other from where we had left! My dear reader, I am thankful to you that you manage to pull me out of my hibernation time and again. That you bear with me even when I (regularly) let down the promises of writing regularly!

Now, that I have decided to finally write for myself again, I feel free! This is a strange freedom! I do not know what I will write. I wonder if I can still pen down stories that tug the heart. I ask myself if I still have that curious writer in me, who will pick up the story of the chai wallah at the entrance of passport office in Kolkata. Can I spin a story around the chai wallah and his nod to the security guard standing in the window of first floor of the passport office indicating that the person sipping his chai has paid for more than the tea and should be allowed to jump the queue. Can I start a story called 'gate pass' as they call it there! Can I write about Mohmad who I met in front of the passport office. Mohmad who looked like a young ruffian but promised that my file would be dug out if i could pick the tab for some chai pani!

Hmm, okay so that was my ramble from my tiring to and fros to the passport office. However, I scented a story there. The way the chai wallah threw in a cup ful of sugar in the boiling tea. The way a little boy sat near his stall eating daal bhat. The way an old lady sat on a stool selling passport forms. The dalals (brokers) moving to and fro fishing for a customer.

There must be more material for a story... But well isn't it wonderful to see a story in there. I wonder if I will be able to describe you the long queues, the impolite gatekeeper shooing away the crowd, the noise, the hustle bustle, the anxiety and more!

Hoping to write some more tomorrow!