Marine-Drives

people come from all over the world to Mumbai. it a beautiful city. At first, people hate the crowds, the traffic, the pollution. but slowly they grow with it. and in a span of a few months people fall in love with this beautiful city. and as they call it, the rest is History. 
   Mumbai has charm that not many cities have. it has that never ending energy, the always-something-is-happening feeling, and the vibrancy. this city is extremely vibrant.extremely active and always on the move. it has been sometime and Mumbai has been a very special place, for me. in fact it is the true image of life. we need to be faster and on our toes to match its pace. 
   Mumbai is beautiful for it's cultural diversity. it is adored for its catch of people from all the hooks and corners. people gather every evening at various prominent locations, their usual hangouts, chatting, playing, and enjoying life. i kinda envy them. i once used to be so. life was fun, not that its not now, but that its not much like before. 
    i enjoyed the time at marine drive y'day.me, my friend and her mum. the friend, pretty close to me, is leaving town, for her higher education. and so her mum wanted to visit Mumbai. so there she was and i thought of meeting her up, since she would be away for long. So, this time that we spent doing nothing at the marine drive,  actually felt good. it was a long time since i had been there. last time i was at the marine drive, was with a group of friends, and even before that, that was just a brilliant time. 
   








I have been trying to complete this for a long time and its been 25 mins since i'm thinking of what to write ahead and m choking badly. so m done for now.


*breathes free*


*sigh of relief*

and to their surprise .. de are surprised !!!

We all like surprises..don't we ?

yeah !! i know depends.. right !! depends on who surprises us.. what is the surprise all about and when does it come in.. cuz the timing is mostly not that much a factor..

so as i was telling about surprises, a box of cake and a dozen roses reach the destination..then just before it was supposed to reach at the destination,  the delivery (bloody idiot dumb) boy calls up for the addres confirmation.. had he totally lost it !! isnt he supposed to know that surprises are neither confirmed nor told before hand.. and these buggers claim to be best in town..

anyway!! when such things happen, u remember incidents from the past.. the memories that we carry..they flash like lightenings at terrbile speeds and still manage to leave a deep mark  on the mind.. a few things here and there that happened to me was right in front of me.. the surprise b'day gift.. those glasses.. the diary.. the pics.. and the build up to the entire event.. all of them.. right in front of me.. as if i was going through them again.. as if someone, who had earlier capped them, was re-playing them.. just to tell me that the good times are snapped.. snapped for long.. and that expectation and hope are dangerous..

but then again.. it was a surprise that built up to all the destruction... and sometimes surprises are no good.. they shudn't come all of a sudden..specially from those from whom we don't expect these surprises, or may be dont want it from them, right then... but then as the dict defines it, "(of something unexpected) Cause (someone) to feel mild astonishment or shock" .. and as it happened here.. it was a shock.. a big one..

i hate surprises now.. hate to receive them.. afraid to, some might call it... but i have the right to be afraid..

nothing ends..nothing is forgotten...nothing is left behind...nothing is permanant..nothing is temporary..and nothing is just no-thing..a nought..

Who knows Who said What and When

Sometimes you always realize that, that someone is trying to say something by a media of non-oral and only-written communication, as if the former is a crime. But then the self-important, i'm-right heart and mind grows over the past and tries to find the best of the worst present and predicts/prays a different life.

People's strength and character is unquestionable. Immense one though.

It is definitely true.

Who knows Who said What and When.

Period.