Hello Hello!!

A journey in public buses in India can make you tired like hell. I was at the doorstep of my home faded, hungry and tired. I picked up the newspaper from the doorstep which would be lying there from the morning. There was a cartoon of one of the prominent Indian minister juggling with many balls on the front page. Could it be tru? I thought it’s more like balls lying on the floor and minister sitting on the side. I moved closer to door and started struggling to find my keys in my bag. And at this very wrong time my phone started ringing.
Let me tell you one thing about these mobile phones, they always ring when you least expect them. Remember the time when you are in a meeting with your boss, running to catch a bus or sitting on a toilet seat. Anyways, I chose to ignore the phone and keep on looking for my keys. Viola!! I found them.
I got inside the house and threw my bag, newspaper and myself on the couch. I took out the phone which by this time has stopped vibrating to see who wanted something from me. It was written unknown without a number. I wasn’t surprised, a lot of times when somebody calls from voip I get unknown written on my caller id.
I was sitting on the couch collecting the strength to change and get some food on the plate but my phone again started ringing. I wasn’t really in a mood to pick it up but then we are curious by nature and ‘unknown’ nature of this phone call made me more curious.

I picked it up and heard a dusty old voice from the other side. I couldn’t recognize who it is, so I asked with an apology to the person to introduce him.

He said:”I was sure that you have forgotten me. I still remember the day when you first met me. We both were excited about the coming endeavors. We were sure the journey to come would be self discovering but now you can’t even recognize me”

I felt little embarrassed and my brain was stressing to recognize his voice. I was completely confused but still I was sure that I have never heard of this voice. Then it came to my mind that it may be some friend who might be pulling some kind of prank. Still I chose to be polite because of my unsurety.

I replied: “Excuse me I am sorry I still cannot recognize you. I had a long day and my brain is already gone in a shutdown mode. So if it is a some kind of prank, I am not up for it and if Its genuine then please help me with your identity.”

“I am not joking but I think you did a joke with me by abandoning me. In fact you made lot of false promises from last one year to keep our relationship going on but in reality you weren’t serious.”

My whole body was trying to recognize his voice now. If it would have been a female, I could have said some names but a male voice … I was now sure that it’s some kind of prank.

“Hello, who are you? Either you have got a wrong number or you should now stop this joke” I asked.

“Wrong number! hah. I know whom I am talking to. Wrong was the faith in you, Amogh “he reinforced with an affirmation that he is sure about the number and me.

Now I knew this person knows me but who the hell is he? I am sure I don’t know him. “Stop this joke or else I am going to disconnect” though now I was very curious to know who is joking with me.

“Go on, disconnect” he knew I can’t do it now without knowing him. He continued “ You never connected with me anyways. Just out of guilt you use to come to me to ask about my well being with all the false promises of how you have changed and now you are serious about us.”

His voice was intense and sad. I could make out that the person is not joking. I was confused, hungry, tired but not in any way I am going to end this call without knowing who is this? I was scanning all the people I know to match who can mimic like this. I was still exploring the possibility that what if he is saying all truth but that means, Am I a schizophrenic gay? Common Amogh be reasonable, maybe he is just an old friend whom you have not seen from a long time.

I answered with a sense of guilt “I am really sorry and you are making me feel really bad. I can’t recall you. I have been real busy from last one year. Please forgive me and tell me who are you?”

He was not in mood to stop this puzzle “Remember this new year, you even made a resolution that you would spend more time with me. It was a lie, it has already been three months past and you have not taken a step ahead”

New year resolution? Now this cannot be true, I did not made any such resolution to spend time with somebody.

He was paused as if he was expecting me to guess now. After a while when I have not answered he broke the silence “You can’t even recall your resolutions”

I was sure that my only new year resolution was to ………..….I was shocked, this cannot be happening. I aksed “are you My BLOG?”

He answered “I rest my case”

I will care less and less about people opinion and do more and more what I like….

Amogh

Voyageur !!

When you are traveling you are what you are there and then .People do not have anything past to hold against you. No yesterdays while traveling.

We always heard the people around us talking with usual conversation of the places they visited and they will visit next. Down on the beach, up in the hills etc etc.

In a way this is an idyllic scene. I was fascinated so I tried and to be honest I feel tired and jaded about travel. I was on the road for 40 odd days and when you are on road the spark of newness fades. Travel can feel like a long pointless slog and a detour from loved ones and life.

Travel only looks good in retrospect. But then for me it has become a mistress whom I can’t marry and cant keep myself away even.

Always on Road

Amogh

Old Friends !!

13th August 2011, Bangalore

“One of the greatest titles we can have is "old friend". We would never appreciate how important old friends are until we are old. The problem is we need to start our old friendships when we are young. We have to nurture and grow those friendships over our middle age when a busy life and changing geographies can cause us to neglect those friends. I wish and want to invest a lot of my days without these constraints in those people I hope will call me 'old friend" in the years to come.”


With Love
Sumit

L'age de raison..

Become what you are... - Picaso

Lets start with the excuses that why I have disowned my blog from last few months(or more than few months)

• I was traveling a lot(yes, portugal italy and spain.... I will try to post some pictures)

• I had lot going on in my personal life(lets keep it personal)

• I changed my job(I am still a 9-5er) and moving back to my motherland India(will elaborate it later)

• I am trying a new hobby of photography(check when I will post pictures)

So what made me to come back from my retirement. This film which I watched while my flight back to India « L'age de raison »

A Quick Synopsis :

At forty, Margaret is a blossomed bussiness woman who grew up in poverty. She never complains, nor on the professional or the sentimental side. But is it really the existence she dreamed? Nothing is less certain ... A notary tries to show him the other way, awoke in her, at his own request thirty-three years earlier, a multitude of memories.

Eventually, she starts to question to herself, her choices?

Honestly, there's nothing revolutionary with this sweet comedy.This goes without saying that the characters in L'âge de raison are all clichés.

Nevertheless, the fact that they're clichés helped the film to convey its messages. It was mostly a comedy but very poetic. It had the right scenes to create a surge of emotions and managed to evoke questions in me at the proper moments.

It pushed me to rethink my life and the way I live it. It forced me to reconsider if I have been paying the right amount of attention to the deserving people in my life, if I have settled from my own ambitions, if I have sold out myself.

It made me to dig again, if I have become what I am....

I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,


With Love