On a beautiful summer day
It's noon. I have had a good ‘post-breakfast’ sleep. The new window-curtain does a
good job of keeping the sun out. It feels like it is early morning and thus I
find an excuse for the untimely sleep. The excuse is meant for me, in case my
mind starts fussing over wasting three hours of the morning. But on a holiday
like this, I won’t need it, especially when the vacation gets as boring as this
one. Generally you associate fun with vacation. But here I am, for the first
time in my life, with lots of assignments and no fun n friends around in a
vacation. I don’t feel like studying so I sleep. Straight and simple!
I look outside from the portion of the window which the curtain has failed to cover. Outside world certainly looks brighter than my foggy mind. Tired of sleeping and sitting in front of the laptop for days, I finally decide to get out of the room.
The cycle, not in use for 2-3 days, is covered in dust. I try to find some piece of cloth under the seats of other cycles. I don’t find any. Everyone’s like me! There is no choice left other than sweeping the dust off the seat with hand. I wipe the hand on the jeans, plug in my iPod and set off.
It’s warm; it certainly feels better after sitting under the fan for three days. The street is empty. Most of the students have gone home. Freedom… I start singing loudly, as there’s no one to throw weird looks. The trees suddenly look greener. “In summer?” I ask myself. But really, they are greener. The uniformly blue sky is so clear except for one white cloud at the far end. It is one of the main reasons I love the campus here, because when you look up, there’s only the sky, nothing else, no hanging electric wires, no building tops.
There’s no man in sight, cycle stands are empty; parking lot is empty. And then I see them, peacocks, crossing the road. There are more, running on the lawns. This one really is a gifted species, so beautiful, so mesmerizing; and more than its tail, I love the vibrant crest atop the head. Their sight lifts up my mood every time, today’s no exception.
I slow down. Beautiful weather, the lovely peacocks and a lonely I… Perfect for thinking. My mind goes back to the graduation days; I have pondered on these thoughts so many times, I have accepted the fact that you have to move on, you don’t get those moments with friends back but still the thoughts keep coming back. The friends, the warmth… It hurts, realizing that I have moved on, though unwillingly. But still I think about it because somewhere inside it makes me happy, reliving those memories. I take out the cell from my pocket and give miscalls to my friends. It rings back till I put it back in the pocket and goes silent. I unlock it to see the caller… another one. One more… They return calls within no time. This is the part I love the most. It proves to you that world has just got smaller. This part tells me “Get on with it dude… you understand the meaning of ‘one call away’? Just one call away…” And I get back to my spirits.
I look at the watch. I am hungry now. But I don’t want to eat in the mess. I go to a nearby shop and grab a cone of ice cream. Suddenly I feel like watching a movie. My wandering, both inner and outer, is over. Room is the final destination. So I start the return journey, breathing in the clear air, admiring the beauty of the campus.
I get back, start internet, just to check updates before watching the movie. Many of my friends are online, despite being at work. Not that I complain, but really, don’t they have some work to do? Someone pings me, I ping some others and the movie is forgotten. We talk for hours and I can’t really keep track of time when I am chatting.
The bright screen is being too harsh on my eyes. That’s when I get aware of the rising darkness in the room. It’s evening. I pull aside the curtains. I can see the setting sun through the balcony of the building in front of me. What a view! The sky has changed shades, its reddish, the sun is bright orange. I look back at my day while I marvel at the view; it has been different from other days because I got out of the room, and not to forget, because I took a break from those damn assignments. The day has given me the energy to bear through some more hours of the study. I bid goodbye to the sun and turn to the assignments with a renewed vigour.
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I look outside from the portion of the window which the curtain has failed to cover. Outside world certainly looks brighter than my foggy mind. Tired of sleeping and sitting in front of the laptop for days, I finally decide to get out of the room.
The cycle, not in use for 2-3 days, is covered in dust. I try to find some piece of cloth under the seats of other cycles. I don’t find any. Everyone’s like me! There is no choice left other than sweeping the dust off the seat with hand. I wipe the hand on the jeans, plug in my iPod and set off.
It’s warm; it certainly feels better after sitting under the fan for three days. The street is empty. Most of the students have gone home. Freedom… I start singing loudly, as there’s no one to throw weird looks. The trees suddenly look greener. “In summer?” I ask myself. But really, they are greener. The uniformly blue sky is so clear except for one white cloud at the far end. It is one of the main reasons I love the campus here, because when you look up, there’s only the sky, nothing else, no hanging electric wires, no building tops.
I turn towards the Academic area. Aha…
more colours… This looks like those colourful photos of spring my friends
posted on Facebook.
There’s no man in sight, cycle stands are empty; parking lot is empty. And then I see them, peacocks, crossing the road. There are more, running on the lawns. This one really is a gifted species, so beautiful, so mesmerizing; and more than its tail, I love the vibrant crest atop the head. Their sight lifts up my mood every time, today’s no exception.
I slow down. Beautiful weather, the lovely peacocks and a lonely I… Perfect for thinking. My mind goes back to the graduation days; I have pondered on these thoughts so many times, I have accepted the fact that you have to move on, you don’t get those moments with friends back but still the thoughts keep coming back. The friends, the warmth… It hurts, realizing that I have moved on, though unwillingly. But still I think about it because somewhere inside it makes me happy, reliving those memories. I take out the cell from my pocket and give miscalls to my friends. It rings back till I put it back in the pocket and goes silent. I unlock it to see the caller… another one. One more… They return calls within no time. This is the part I love the most. It proves to you that world has just got smaller. This part tells me “Get on with it dude… you understand the meaning of ‘one call away’? Just one call away…” And I get back to my spirits.
I look at the watch. I am hungry now. But I don’t want to eat in the mess. I go to a nearby shop and grab a cone of ice cream. Suddenly I feel like watching a movie. My wandering, both inner and outer, is over. Room is the final destination. So I start the return journey, breathing in the clear air, admiring the beauty of the campus.
I get back, start internet, just to check updates before watching the movie. Many of my friends are online, despite being at work. Not that I complain, but really, don’t they have some work to do? Someone pings me, I ping some others and the movie is forgotten. We talk for hours and I can’t really keep track of time when I am chatting.
The bright screen is being too harsh on my eyes. That’s when I get aware of the rising darkness in the room. It’s evening. I pull aside the curtains. I can see the setting sun through the balcony of the building in front of me. What a view! The sky has changed shades, its reddish, the sun is bright orange. I look back at my day while I marvel at the view; it has been different from other days because I got out of the room, and not to forget, because I took a break from those damn assignments. The day has given me the energy to bear through some more hours of the study. I bid goodbye to the sun and turn to the assignments with a renewed vigour.
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nice.. last pic .. too good. btw aaj kal mor pisara fulavtat...
ReplyDeleteIt's very refreshing to read ur writing!!
ReplyDeleteNice description... got a peek into one of ur days!! :)
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