A camel in the fog….. And a crab under rock

A trip to Lonavla (a famous place between Pune-Mumbai) and a nice weekend with you-know-who was a great experience for me. And there was the fog. Everywhere a white cool fog.

I was standing with you-know-who and posing for photos. The environment was giving out best quality fog ever made. I was feeling like in heaven. Effect of person holding hands with you add to effects of natures. So heaven was on earth for me and thenhen I saw a camel walking smoothly at a distance. A group of children sitting on it. I was in mood of heaven and thought Wow, heaven also have camels to ride . Then you-know-who poked me in ribs and I was told to stand while one of the most memorable shots in life was taken. Well I agree that the photo I was posing for turned out to be my(our) best photo ever. A friend actually clicked photo from different angle and we were looking at different camera. So back to camel. I was awaken by flash of lightning(or was it because of somebody tapped on my head?) and took out my camera to take this shot in time.

After that, we traveled some distance and went on some hill. I am not giving descriptions here but it was a nice place and thee we met someone interesting!!

Cheers

Suda

(Photos Copyrighted to me * ©Sudarshan Kadam*)

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Different things again (or same?) [a sad sequel]

[Sad] part 1:

Sunday: We were sitting in garden at Bal Gandharv Chitramandir, Pune . You know what I mean by we!! Otherwise guess!!! So we were sitting and simply chatting. My partner Sweety(nickname adopted for using here) went silent and started glaring at somebody behind me. On asking she said in very low voice,” That girl is looking at us and she is errr.. smiling a little!”. I smirked and turned to look while Sweety awkwardly continued,” She seems a bit …. lost.” Surely that girl was lost in thoughts because she didn’t notice us looking at her. She was now staring at nowhere and a kinda weird smile was plastered on her face. And suddenly Sweety gasped, and I knew the reason in an instant. A hot(probably) tear rolled out that unknown girls eye and second eye copied its partner. Tears started streaming out her eyes and she was still like a statue. Unable to strain her face from showing real emotions, she threw it in her hands and started crying silently.

I turned to Sweety and asked her to stop looking at her. But Sweety was no more looking at that girl. Now it was her turn to start being weird, I guessed.

[Not much sad] part 2:

My guess was not that good as it is always. Sweety was merely thinking about some related things came to her mind. “May be she has installed the “related posts feature” wordpress introduced few days ago”, I thought.
“What can be her problem?”, I was ready for this question and I opened my mouth to retort when Sweety continued, “Ok, whatever her problem is, why don’t she just go home and cry in her bed? Why she is sitting here in a public place like this where almost everyone comes to enjoy evenings?”
Now, I was wondering with same question in my mind. There were couples all over the place, children playing in lawn, grandmas chatting loudly, grandpas observing nearby couples activities, mummy’s sitting with amused expressions, Bhelwala shouting to attract customers, youngsters looking at couples who sit very closely with curious looks and many more. Now, why the hell that girl was sitting in couples corner of garden ALONE?

I don’t think we need an expert to answer. Heartbreak is obvious one but there are many important things in life that losing a boyfriend. may be she had a row with her mother and she shouted something serious. Obviously girl can not sit and cry at home which will make mother more angry. Or there was something really bad happening with her which she found impossible to tell anybody about. We can never know. life is not that simple as it seems. Or it is.

[Just my thoughts] Part 3:

Our meeting abruptly ended as Sweety started remembering how she used to cry silently in nights when she was stuck at an awful place(awful = no means of contact with me) and her parents never noticed. I thought leaving the place a good idea but for a moment I though of going and trying consoling the girl. Sweety was thinking same and she believed that my great communication abilities towards girls can help me here. I hesitated for a minute or so and then decided against it. What if that girl was a … I am not accusing or doubting, but for a second I thought what if she is a prostitute who came there just to relieve herself from mental strain. This thought stopped me in tracks. I decided and told Sweety firmly,”No, we are not going to disturb her. And don’t offer her water either.” I continued as Sweety took out water bottle.

I don’t know what made me not to console her. I usually work on my instincts. And they have never ever failed me. I still think it was a wise decision.

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now I know what I missed

Traveling!!! Almost every other Friday, I can be found traveling back home on same route by same bus. But every time I meet different people, see different things. No I am not going to tell any travel story today. I planned to write it but my mind wasn’t allowing doing anything. I was just not in state of doing anything interesting. It was just like having a nervous breakdown. Even being at home for weekend did not cheer me up.
Sitting besides a keyboard, I just kept pressing next button in JetAudio without listening a single word from any singer.
Being thinking about nothing for long time, I forgot some philosophical stuff I thought on recent bus journey.
I forgot to copy photos from my phone to PC.
I refused to do anything my cousin asked me.
I denied going in market with dad to buy some grocery.
My head was jam but still Mom made excellent Tea didn’t attract me.
Irritated and irritated, I found myself behaving like a paranoid.
Somehow my mother convinced me to attend some after marriage function (not reception, some traditional Pooja) somewhere. Reluctantly, returned to bedroom to change and noticed my mobile lying on the bed with some movement on screen. I picked up it without looking at callers name. Someone said, “Hello, where you have been my dear!!” in such creamy voice that I lost control on heartbeats. My legs just gave away me and made me slip on the bed. My voice also betrayed me and a grunt or some stupid sound left from mouth.
Whoa!! So this was the thing I kept missing. Somebody’s voice!!! Managing to get some vocal transmission powers back I started talking. I told her I was missing her so badly that I forgot what I was missing! Or may be I forgot about everything and just lost my mind for some time. She was being same mental jerk there from yesterday. And somehow we synchronized our feeling.

Now I think, missing someone too desperately isn’t a bad thing at all.
Or is it?