I am back. Sorry, the post comes much later than what I had promised. Well, I was down with cough and cold and sitting in sun seemed better option than infront of my pc in my cold room.
It is a thursday night, a regular thursday night. My sister is back to her school, so the other side of my bed is again empty. I am alone in my room. The blower is blowing out hot air, the click clack of my new keyboard is the only dominant sound, and I sit down to write something.
Let me write down things i will never forget from this visit :
- the roses at the airport
- the walk beside the pool at hyatt
- CCD on Saturday
- the coffee
- the pastries
- the chairs
- the cellphone ringing
- the permutation and combination of people together ...
- the beep (alarm started as i was trying to get in with a packet, i needed to deposit it at the security check counter) at shopper's stop and the goodbye
- Bluffmaster
- Harry Potter
- Walking thru Burrabazar's hustle bustle
- Learning how to eat jhaal moori ( you dont bring your mouth to your palm, you just flick the moori to your mouth which is raised 30 degrees upward in anticipation)
- Learning how to create way through the crowded road, swinging hands left and right to protect against being shoved
- Banging on the hood of the car to tell it that, it is you who will move first, this is Burra bazar, kyaa
- Crossing road at park street
- Catching cold in cal
- Checking mail in cal's cyber for the first time, with Sunil
- Realising a week has gone by.... get into the cab and get to airport
- hmm... i will be back soon! Kathmandu to Kolkata!!!!!!! the feeling sinks in.
No truths found, only that, God probably doesn't have a good handwriting... :))
But he makes wonderful stories.... someday i might get some capability to write down few things, as nicely as he shows me. Thats all for now... time to sleep.
May all the happiness in the world be at your feet - wish you a very Happy Married life ahead!
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