The vacation is over. Good food, friends from childhood, lazy-easychair times and film festivals, going around through my country roads worrying nothing about heavy traffic and blocks… it has been good. Now, I am back. Now that I am sitting here, I feel more insecure. Something seems to have affected my memory because I do not recall some really silly things… like phone numbers, license plates, dates, some people’s names or even some things that I was supposed to do. I guess, it is alright.
Before I make myself believe that I am actually here, I am going off to New Delhi. Presently, a big confusion about when I will come back is going on and I wouldn’t want to say anything about that before finalizing a date. I just want to be in the lawless side of the country for a while… someplace where I am told that If somebody robs me, I shouldn’t go to the police because the police would rob me off my clothes too! But, something pulls me to Delhi. I am done with all the attention I get back home. I cannot go through the streets without smiling at a zillion people or I cannot buy a packet of shaving cream without updating the store owner about what happened in my life in the past 6 months… I cannot drive past a post office or police man without smiling at them…. I just want to be somewhere where I am a nobody like 90% of the population.
I am gonna go off for a while. I guess, I’ll see y’all later. All of you do me a favor… be safe.
I cannot put on my head-weight face and tell you all that I did not miss you. I did.
P.S: I have not been able to keep track of a lot of friends’ and their posts. I have been on the move for a long time. I promise to see all your posts soon. Thanks for sticking with me.