Special Local

Hello everyone,

I was going to share good news with all when I started writing this. Then I thought, “Why would you be so much interested that you’ll actually read a whole blog on it?”. So let me just chip in the news...I am getting a new Bike in the coming week...A Royal Enfield. Pretty excited about the whole thing I tell you, been there to the showroom thrice already since it came...even dragged a few friends to it (Now they have swore that they won’t go anywhere with me). But emotions are everywhere. This little piece you are reading is related to excitements.

Things always look so much better till you don't have them. This applies to everything - A small accessory to people. You just can’t resist the “untouchable”! Then after sometime that special something becomes a routine thing...and there we are...fire gone, Lights out. It feels very good when you think about the first times the things are done...your first game, your first appreciation, your first trip, your first night out, your first kiss...so on. Everything seems so magical! After you actually are in it, you start taking everything for granted, like everything is going to be there forever.

The excitements and its ways are changing now. Today to get excited, I am supposed to go out, watch a movie, do some shopping and eat in a fine diner...that’s the way of life. My uncle was happy when he bought his first table with his money. Now he owns a posh bungalow, every excitement every feeling brick by brick. Our priorities have changed; our happiness now depends on people around us. Getting a bigger TV makes us happy now, having a good image makes us happy now, listening to praises makes us happy now...no matter how dark we are deep in our hearts, it’s people who count. No one wants to live alone and be disliked. Everyone wants to be the gem in the eyes of people who roam the streets.

But I don’t want all this. I still remember my first cassette recording, I still smile when I remember the first time I drove a Luna, I still ring with “So?” when I remember the first time I told a girl that I liked her, I still feel magical when I remember the first time I kissed, I still want to choose people like I always have, I still kick strangers and be with my loved ones against them...I want to live like there’s no one to comment.

Special Local...In the world of people, we begin the cycle as the mysterious magician. If you screw up, you still be the magician but if you make it work you get the role of home. It’s like everyone’s out there having fun on the playground. After everyone’s gone, kid comes back home. He has a nice warm dinner waiting for him, a cosy bed upstairs and maybe even a bedtime story. It’s like a permanent structure that will be there. You have to please the people everyday but painting the home once every year seems to do the trick. Be careful though...floors do creak, pipes do leak, doors do crack, wires do spark...homes do fall. Never take your happiness for granted, you’ll end up turning fire to smoke. Don’t keep waiting guys. Live like there is no tomorrow.

Take Care.