Thats the view from my window... It keeps changing every minute... with beautiful colours and it gives a lot of pleasure to just sit and watch the sky turn colours... I guess there is always pleasure in watching change.., as in the colour of the sky,, the clouds moving.. now that reminds me of people on the road, waiting for the bus, a few for the train, a few to meet their dear ones, yet another group like me, just watching the different expressions on people... i donno about others, but i definitely enjoy observing people, may be thats why i like long lonely walks... however i wouldn't mind a friend coming along ;)
Now this reminds me of an incident,I guess it was a saturday and i was waiting for a colleague at almost 5.30 pm at the main historical centre of this city... and God!!! there were so many people... My colleague who is very good at punctuality took longer than the planned time!!! But thanks to her punctuality I was able to observe so many people from 2years to 90 years,,,
That was my first visit to the historical center, so initially i was afraid if i was at the right place, almost ten minutes passed this way... then once i confirmed with my butler italian that i was at the right place, i started to just wander around the main square,,, There was a big statue of a famous literary figure in the center.. around which there is a huuuuuuuuuggggggeeeeeeeeee space... There were kids riding small motor bikes.. God knows at what speed.. that too triples, Initially i was like wow, there are such small bikes, but as time went by the kids started raising speed... not paying attention to people walking around,,, a bit scary i must say... i was wondering where were their parents or guardians... then came a roar of laughter from the other side of the road... It was from a restaurant... and I guess it must be either a family get- to- gether or some reunion.. One of them ran across the road and warned the kids...(I guess so.. then i did not understand the language very well ).. then they got a bit slow.. on the other hand there were a couple of kids who wouldn't listen to any of advice or warnings.,, they just kept riding at high speed.. (obviously.. they r kids!!! they do what they want to!) finally one of them skid.. oops.. i ran to help the kid but he just got up, wiped his hand which was bleeding a litlle and just started off all over again.., got to learn really a lot from these kids.. i mean the attitude.. their concentration is totally focussed on what they want to irrespective of whatever happens. i really admired the passion that samll boy had for riding... oops i forgot to mention that he rode a bit slowly after he fell and could make out the cautious feeling that creeped into his face... May be all of us make mistakes but at the end what we do after committing mistake is what counts!!! he he he.. sorry for being philosophical..!!!
hmmm.. moving on the other side there were a lot of benches, and as many old couples who filled almost all the benches in the square they were exchanging flowers and gifts, atleast i was not aware of any festival on those days,,, it was nice to see them exchange such tokens of love, just for expressing their love for each other,,, among them all there was this old couple who were holding their hands and sitting,,, that reminded me of how the culture is back in India, My God!!! what a change! my granny never used to even sit in front of my grandfather!!! although probably they secretly wished the same idea of sharing their thoughts sitting next to each other and holding hands... i think it means a lot probably at that age to express their love for each other!!!hmmm....
Moving still further in the square i could see some workers setting up a stage probably for some event on sunday...there were a group of teens,,, actually a lot of them,, they just came and got introduced, the next moment they all formed a big group and started to sing songs, clapping and dancing,,, it was quite shocking to see that most of the girls were simultaneously smoking cigars!!! hmmm.., it truly was a culture shock for a girl like me coming from an orthodox south indian family... but i admit that i enjoyed looking at the various expressions on each of their faces, their body language, the way they walked, ran around, I just remembered the kids back home who would either just keep studying or worrying about the public exams, running around to tutions.. ah!! i remember myself doing the preparation sheets for the sunday maths tests!!! . However the education system here is not as pressurising as that in India!!! Alright then ....
I just had to walk a bit and then... there was this family, probably who came around for a trip or something.. i guess there were 10 or twelve kids, all the girls were dressed in long white frock.., and it was so beautiful to look at them, like small angels wandering around, there was a man with a professional camera running behind the kids and capturing those joyful moments in his small machine,,,hmmm that was actually very thoughtful... the kids on the other hand did not even bother to look at the man, they were in their own world running and playing around!!!
rrrrrriiiiiiiiiiiiinnnnnggggggggggg!!! then came a call from my colleague and she informed that there was some important work and she could not come !!! he he he :) it already got dark outside and so i had to come back home...
I guess that was one of the good evenings i spent here,,, took an underground metro back home and opened the door of my home... ahem!!! i had to cook!!! then back to normal work....
