Sunday, July 12, 2009

Lost in Love!!

Greetings guerillas! there has been a lot of time that i have actually wrote anything. The air is grown warmer and moist. And i was localized back to the delhi region, an area of beautiful isolation. The crowd is full of beautiful lineage but population makes it gruesome.
As everybody know (read my old blogs) I was in chennai, coming back to north is little hoarsing. Here people are more of attitude, not of aptitude. Sun shines brighter and faces are covered with clothes, congestion is some what people like and waiting on red traffic lights actually brings down rich and poor at single level. An average bike rider stands just next to a BMW owner, thanks to traffic police, car's window glasses are transparent enough to have a beautiful view. So thats how a delhi guy starts his day. Conclusion is live at its best.
But this was what gives you a feeling of missing something. And i knew what i was missing, my Rajasthan and its air , sun and food. I wanted my senses to go back in childhood days and bring back all the energy back. So planned a leave and the moment i got it, I was on roll.
This was first time i was all alone to my motherland. I was craving that sun tanned innocent people and a place where I roam proudly in the streets because every lane have somebody who knows either my grand parents or parents. All those young face have turned wrinkled and get extremely surprised when a modern day guy comes and touches their feets.It is a place where people see you ,gives you blessings and feel happy to see you grown so much.
Its a place where people wants to talk to you and when you remind small small events happened, the smile turns into laugh and enviournment becomes nostalgic. The feeling of people showing warmth is amazing.

So went to get myself back. The plann was to be anywhere where hearts says stay. It can be a desert or a sterile, it can be a jungle or civic , it can be a abandoned moument or a lavish urban hotel. But to whom i m lying, everybody knows india is a world of extremes. And near every urban area there is a rural backwarded area attached. So there were fears that a guy weak , alone man on the roads of india, can be crooked or looted .. i mean if the lady luck will not favour me , i may even die. Perhaps India is n't that bad.

The first check point of my Loner goner was alwar. It was a place of sweetness. People are humble and happy. they treat as you are a family even if your just met once or twice. I had no planns where to stay there although i knew many houses there. It was excatly ten years, when I visited that place back.

But surprise surprise , no changes at all.