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Friday, 29 January 2010
Sunday, 24 January 2010
It is that time of the life again
Right now, all the 300 students of my batch are filling away Google Spreadsheets which are supposed to be our yearbooks. Trying to sum up the best they can, their experience of knowing everyone they did - one cell at a time.
This reminds me that it will soon be time to move on. It will be time to live our lives away from the people you have been meeting everyday for the last two years. And for some, living with for the last two years.
It will soon be time when you would sub consciously choose the people you still want to be in touch with. The people who have touched your life the most in the two years and left a mark forever. No one will hate you for that. The feeling will be mutual.
It is that time of the life again, when we will say good bye to everyone and hope that you would bump into them some day when you least expect it. So that there is the wide smile across your face when you need it the most.
It is that time of the life again, when I wish I had interacted more with some people when I had the chance to.
I do not mean for this to be a good bye post. There is still a lot of time for that. This is just something that crossed my mind when I was filling those cells.
Tuesday, 19 January 2010
Do your job the best you can
If a man is called to be a street sweeper, he should sweep streets even as Michelangelo painted, or Beethoven composed music, or Shakespeare wrote poetry. He should sweep streets so well that all the hosts of heaven and earth will pause to say, 'Here lived a great street sweeper who did his job well'.
- Martin Luther King Jr.
Sunday, 17 January 2010
I Ran
I ran in the dark.
I ran in Bandra.
I ran on The Linker.
I ran with the rising sun.
I ran in Worli.
I ran along Worli Sea Face.
I ran looking at Ducatis, Rolls Royces, Land Rovers and Jaguars.
I ran alongside Mahalaxmi Race Course.
I ran near Haji Ali.
I ran on Pali Hill.
I ran on Peddar Road.
I ran on Marine Drive.
I ran in Churchgate.
I ran in CST.
It was an experience that everyone should go through. Running on the streets of Bombay. Will not happen otherwise. Saw Bombay like I have never seen it before.
The best site for me however was watching the African contingent running in sync with each other at sprint pace while we were jogging along. It was like watching horses galloping down the road, all in matching yellow shoes. Absolutely beautiful!
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