ON THE ROAD AGAIN……………

Oct 15th Sunday
Misty surroundings. Yesterday was one of the only days I was awake for 24 hrs!! You can call it an achievement if you the kind of guy who looks sleepy all day. I entered the bus unable to reach a conclusion after watching two contrasting films(Salaam Bombay-Mira Nair and Iqbal). Finally you stop thinking when there are too many thoughts clouding your mind.

I looked around. ‘Perfect silence.’


The sky was clear. Carrying a bag of thoughts, I guess it was the perfect day to travel.
I dint know where exactly we were going. Guess… it doesn’t matter. Actually, nothing matters as your thoughts settle down along the road as you breeze past them. Not just excitement but a sense of satisfaction surrounds you which can be nurtured for a long time.

Especially, after a couple of tormenting weeks.

Lot of shit had happened around me and I was stranded for space. Mid sem exams which seemed to drag on forever even though you knew you were going to get humped sometime or the other. And there were communal riots all around us!! I’ve picked up my pen many times to write about this but soon i stop writing, wondering “what more can I write about this??”
“Is it going to make any difference??” and I would refuse to write further. We’ve never been able to overcome history and we’ll never be able to overcome religion.




(Beautiful...isnt it!!!)



(hanumangundi falls!!)

To add a lot of fun to our journey, as always, there was music!! Journey and music go hand in hand because no one has ever been able to define these two completely.
They are like the waterfalls I was staring at. Too vast to digest yet you never get tired!!

Then the visit to pollution control dam in kudremukh. Hungry for water, the dam stretched out far till it met the hills which were trying to hide behind the clouds.
Oh my god!! This place is too beautiful to be true!! It would have looked even more beautiful if it was filled with water.
Never mind…still hard enough to believe that such a place actually existed.
(I.E junta at the trip)
Then the final drive back as I prayed the journey would never get over. We became a little more anxious as the driver was speeding through the clouds. I put my hand outside the window and water condensed on my hand. I quickly enqueued ‘High hopes’ to my play list. It was cold outside. The guitar solo in the song made me numb. I could hardly see anything outside as the bus maneuvered through the hair pin bends.
The bus finally stopped in front of final block. The whole outing was extremely tiring but very satisfying!! I got back to my room and I felt as if I’d slept all day, the journey was my dream and the assignment submission the next day had brought me back to reality!!

Same old story…...…….music plays on. Blank paper filled with crap. Back to the same hectic schedule!!