Exactly seven days back,I remember sitting here and feeling excited about the coming week.With an highly awaited oasis,our annual cultural festival and an anticipated trip to Agra & Delhi all seemed well.But I didn't remember then....that cards doesn't always fall as expected.And henceforth,I was here locked up in my room most of the time..reading a bunch of thrillers and biographies and catching up with FIFA & sleep.
Thanks to Mr.Pareek,I atleast enjoyed the trademark events of the Fest.And notably,the best being Rivaldo's stand up comedy and the Prof. Show by Kailash Kher.And then came the eve of our trip ,where due to a grave misunderstanding of feelings and an epitome of misfired communication,or probably miscommunication,three of us dropped down.And after all,friends are friends and it was just another debate.And the trip to Delhi was still alive,with the rest being interested in Ra.One.Yes,the SRK starrer "Random Access Version One".No,we weren't die hard SRK Fans and are neither of Kareena's.It is just the engineering adrenaline that searches for every possible alternative to get a break out of this place and get a feel away from the continuous evaluation.
And the Journey embarked in an Indigo at the wee hours of Diwali.And within short span,when the three of them sitting in the backseat fell asleep,it was just me looking out into the fields when mind runs at 1000 thoughts per second.Well,may be it was programmed into my mind to think,wish and contemplate at all the solitary times.It was like reel running in front of me and showing various things.I thought of the whether-to-go discussion with friends,the illness feeling which creeped into me a week back,of being at home tonight,the ease with which Manchester City scored against United which was as good as the pace of picking up chips from a packet,the way my poker-faced friend bluffed extraordinarily in the game of cards,the way Agastha Christie knit an absolute thriller around escaping a crime,the way India bounced back to whitewash the visitors,the way my eyes got attention of shopkeepers trying to decorate the colorful crackers with cheerfulness of a bright day ahead amidst the train of thoughts,a farmer holding a plough over his shoulder and walking through the morning wind,a group of athletes enjoying the early morning jog leaving me lamenting over my sleeping timings and fitness levels...and the thoughts went on,but clearly I was enjoying the drive,as always.The fascination for a long drive existed in me far from my childhood and here I was sitting alongside driver(and occasionally having a word him so that he doesn't doze off)enjoying the loneliness with contemplation.And far later,after enjoying the silence & architecture of Lotus temple,the Connought place and the extraordinary Ra.One movie,a sheer visual feast,I remembered that the theme of this year's Oasis was "The Roadtrip".I may not have completed the trip to Agra & enjoyed the complete Oasis,but I have sure enjoyed a real one.And hence,I too completed "The Roadtrip"! :)
I am an SRK fan!
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