I was 17 with my heart at the time bound to the tunes of GnR, when I heard Chester and Mike Shinoda for the first time. Poetically enough, today I’m “NUMB”. Which also happens to my favourite track by Linkin Park. Be in peace Ches. The airwaves from my college years are filled with your songs as its background music.
- An efficient roadside assistance service by your car manufacturer.
- Random strangers who make you renew your faith in humanity and trust the goodness in the world.
- Phone (preferably two phones) with sufficient charge and data balance to call and co-ordinate your rescue. It acts like a security blanket too on occasion.
- A bottle of water in the car.
- Friends who tell you to chill and start co-ordinating with the service guys.
- Friends on conference calls who crack esp jokes and keep you feeling happy and safe.
- A co-operative digestive tract that does not set off additional reasons to worry.
- A city that is safe and pleasant and blessed with amazing weather.
Unlike Phoebe, at our home we’re dealing with an electronic birthday candle that has been refusing to die all day!!!!! Even after the birthday boy got irritated and subject the said candle to water boarding. In the end it has ended up in a dumpster wrapped in an old tea towel. And when I turned around to leave, this is what I heard….
PS: 6:45 AM – I’m leaving from mums place and it’s still ringing.
Post PS edit: 10:37 AM – received this message from the SIL – “Di this thing is still ringing 😩”.
I have in the past 24 hours seen my past self reflected multiple times.
- A girl on a bike at a traffic light stopping under the shade of a tree on a very hot summer day, even though she is a few meters away from the signal. A brief respite from the scorching heat also looks welcome.
- A tired but happy girl managing the desk and closing the accounts for the day at a salon, well past the time most of her colleagues have left.
- Two summery kurta-patiala clad happy teenage girls wearing big jhumkas and zipping through my neighbourhood on a bike while singing the latest number by the Chainsmokers, loudly and without a care in the world.
- A very confused junior associate who looks petrified at the extent of cluelessness she’s having to deal with at work.
Life, I realise has brought me such a long distance from where I started that there are times I fail to even recognise myself. I remember writing in this blog a few years ago that the 22 year old me would be in awe for days if she met the present day version. And on a day I have spent saying goodbye to so many people and things that I have grown to admire and get ready to flip a page, I feel awfully aware that I have been in this place before. The pause before a brand new beginning filled with a complete blank page.
It’s time to start writing I guess.
But strictly limited to autobiographical content in my case, since I find there is a mystical element when it comes to hearing someone open up to you and narrate their stories in their own voice.
And there are few things that can tick me off as badly as a book not being available on Amazon India. Earlier there was atleast Audible and now that too is a part of the “global” retailer. Isn’t everything supposed to be on a giant cloud somewhere?? And here I thought the Internet atleast was a place without borders.
That Google doodle celebrating NASA’s exoplanet discovery gave my slightly disappointed heart a nice pick me up today.