Ok,ok… cant hold it all anymore..so back to what I love doing- telling stories about myself and my universe- which revolves around me, in which everything has its importance based on its relation to me! Sounds pretty narcissist, right? But I was reading a few previous posts, and this theme seemed to be leaping out in all of them. Come to think of it, aren’t we all partners in this crime ( IF we deem it so)? I mean, why would I write about something which doesn’t interest me, or which didn’t happen to me? Hmm.. so I needn’t be mortified and continue to blissfully rattle on about myself :)
More than half the year gone, and it has been a life-defining year in many respects. My first wedding anniversary, my first trip abroad, my first stay all alone in a foreign land… I really don’t know whether I really want to remember my NY stay or not--- it was a composite of extremes, extremely happy moments, extremely sad and lonely moments, extremely busy moments, extremely I-have-absolutely-nothing-to-do moments, extremely happy-reunion-with-relatives moments, extremely poignant-I-miss-Ata moments…
More so, when even on 19th Feb, I wasn’t with him…our first anniversary. (Whew! Finally, writing it down makes me feel better :) )
Just for my reminiscence, my silly little poem:
*clapping*
:D just a list of places I have special memories associated with, don’t know why, but I still find it amusing :D
While in NY I always had a blog-post running in my head, there was so much I wanted to write about every moment, but right now it all seems oh-so-long-ago! Only one thing I remember, coz everyday I used to ponder over it… as a city, NY is truly as busy as they get ( based on the limited number of cities I have seen and lived) I realized if one is receptive, the city will enrich your soul with its own, and I could feel that…sachhi! In the winters, there was an icy coldness, a desolateness which always seemed to grip me. I really believed that the city needs a dash of love, a shower of laughter and a sprinkle of sunshine. Everywhere I looked, absolutely nobody had time to relax or enjoy. Just a big battalion of automated-workers walking with one aim – to reach office. ( my impression could be skewed since I am talking about the Wall Street). The fact that I had a reverse commute from NY to NJ didn’t help matters either. Everyday I had to slither beside the Trinity church wall like a lizard, picking my way to the Path station. I used to find it quite droll, but later on, as the city seeped into me, amusement gave way to despair. Come spring, and with the cherry blossom showers, the city too shook itself out of its listlessness and seemed to sing and dance.. vibrant yellow and pink flowers everywhere, people coming out of their homes to soak in the sun, tinkling sounds of laughter everywhere.. I too rejoiced with NY, maybe coz in a way, we had shared our souls through the gloomy winters, maybe coz it was time for me to meet aTa!
Another thing which truly mesmerized me was Broadway, I only saw the good ol’ Phantom, but it is an experience I am not going to forget in a hurry! It’s effect simply cannot be described, it has to be felt, even while penning (/keying ;) ) this down, I have goosebumps…. Truly a masterpiece and worth every word written praising it!
Enough about NY…other things happened during the year to create happy memories for me.. specially meeting aTa after three long months… simply cannot forget the long flight home. I remember crying non-stop the entire duration of flight, it was as if my life was being gifted back to me. I remember thinking about convicts and undertrials coming out of jail after years, my relief exceeded theirs after only three months of staying there. I guess it was because I have never stayed alone in my entire life.. I always had my sibling or roomies or aTa to be with me every time. I do relish my solitude, but I didn’t, this one time!
…To be continued…..
