31st

I have never had any memorable birthdays. Surprisingly, I have slept off early every 31st of August, looking forward to another year. The resolutions that I have made each birthday have been washed away like sand castles are on a beachfront.Painstakingly made over several hours with utmost care and shaped with passion.

And this year -- it's been one of the best that I have had (atleast till 6:40 pm ! ). I woke up late, but had a good time doing my daily regimen of yoga. The afternoon was surprisingly good. I got a chance to watch "Rock On !". A simple movie about how we make sand castles and then kick them without even giving them a chance to brave the seas. But then, you need one person to again start collecting these wet lumps and fashion them into castles once again.

I have never built any castles, but this movie has given me the hope that if I decide to build some and breathe passion into them, life will ensure that they will withstand the furious waves that it creates. I just need to hang in there .. hang in there - things will work out.

A new profile

I dislike cities and I dislike commotion,

I dislike people who talk as if there is no tomorrow,

I dislike scheming individuals.

I like quiet and green places,

I love spending Sunday afternoons sipping tea

and reading books.

I like writing and do pen down my thoughts

when I get the time to do so.

I love traveling in the countryside and observing

local cultures.

I like observing the idiosyncrasies of people.

I can spend hours in reveries imagining how I would

change the world.

I have lived my life for a quarter of a century.

For the most part I have lived someone else’s dream.

Unfortunately, to live my own dream I need to first have one.

And dreams are seen only in a deep slumber.

A deep slumber – how I wish I could have one !!

Cut off from the world and free of remnants of the old dream.

I plan to travel across India – from Kashmir to Kanyakumari

and from Arunachal to Bombay.

And then I’ll write my own “Motorcycle Diaries”.

It will be a journey of a lifetime – undertaken by few

and understood by none.

If you are still reading this and think that I am a

Che Guevara or some intellectual in the making,

then you are grossly mistaken.

I have a propensity to talk rubbish and sound intelligent only

when I am afflicted by seizures of madness.

The rest of the time I live my life like any other

-nameless, faceless and aimless.

Deep within a voice tells me that I am

destined for greater things.

But then that’s going to be a tough life.

And I love the pleasures of my current life.

I throttle this voice like I would squash a mosquito.

And continue with my existence.

But I have killed too many of these mosquitoes.

They keep haunting me in my sleep.

Hopefully, they’ll frighten away the vagabond in me,

And help me discover a new life.

Amen.