जाने तू कहाँ है, उड़ती हवा पे तेरे पैरों के निशान देखे
ढूँढा है ज़मीन पे, छाना है फलक पे
सारे आसमान देखे
Every time I stand in the balcony of my room on the first floor, and look at the door of the adjacent house, I imagine it will just open and you'll come out... this will really surprise me!
ओट में छुप के देख रहे थे,
चाँद के पीछे पीछे थे,
सारा जहाँ देखा, देखा ना आँखों में,
पलकों के नीचे थे...
Sweety.
Lansdowne is a hill station in Uttarakhand, India.
It has a history from British days and was named after a Viceroy who governed the place for many a years and was taken aback with its beauty.
Lansdowne is an Army Cantonement area and needless to say, its maintained very beautifully. As a rule, at one time, Lansdowne must not have more than 500 poeple inside its boundaries.
Its only about 225 KMs from Delhi.
Hang on my friends, did I tell you why I deserve to be in Lansdowne yet?
Its a place where no Mobile Networks work!
Can somebody please take me there? Are you listening, A?
Or atleast steal my phone please!!!
Some shades of the place...
R: Oh! I feel so good to be home!
A:Yeah, me too!
R: But weren't you home all this while?
A: Home wasn't home when you weren't there...
Speechless...
Sweety.
As I fly back home early Sunday morning, a lot of things that started in last 2 weeks would come to a halt. I 'd call it - Respite from The City of Joy...
It will be a respite from living alone in a room. A room that has nothing you could call your own. A room, that is only there to serve as a roof on your head, and where you could sleep. Sleep that you squeeze in between work!
It will be a respite from maddening traffic on dingy roads of the city. From poorly managed traffic and from poorly managing traffic police force. From yellow ambassadors, that make a lot of noise and from their drivers who charge you double of what the fair metre shows.
It will also be a respite from hogging at places like CCD, Azad Hind, Fingertips, Honey Da Dhaba, BB's etc. Oh! the list is endless. It will be a respite from chicken hakka noodles as the only good option left while looking at the menu (most of the times). From coffee, toasted bread with butter and black pepper, at 2 PM.
It will be a respite from an-early-to-bed-and-early-to-rise-city, where you dont get to see many people after 6 pm. Respite from a place where most of people work with a laid-back-attitude. The only thing that energizes them at work is initiation of a Dharna.
And finally, this is going to be a respite from Weekends without A
But, the best part of Kolkata: choco-fudge cookies at monginis (I gotta go buy a lot of these today), mishti doi, rosogulla, the Gurudwara where we had nice kesar milk at 4 AM, our funniest attempts at speaking Bangla (no matter how incorrect our bangla was, we all got the accent right!) and sea-food festival at bar-be-que nation on valentines night!
Well, I might have spent all fortnight at the wrong places of the city, however this is what and how it has been all this while.
Already aware of another trip next month,
Yet soaked in an overwhelming respite
Sweety.
जागे हैं देर तक हमें कुछ देर सोने दो
थोड़ी सी रात और है, सुबह तो होने दो
आधे अधूरे ख्वाब जो पूरे ना हो सके
एक बार फिर से नींद में वोह ख्वाब बोने दो...
With higher-than-ever-hopes of flying back this weekend,
Sweety.
