Take Time to be KING..

For Once I was ahead of the curve, and having rarely been in this exalted good, I can tell you it feels good. Those notions have not escaped yet the world feels so unfamiliar a place to live.
Inconspicuous.

A break is all that is required to fix those broken pieces. The proliferation of each and everything do takes its toll on the humble and the overcome becomes a long-desired rhapsody. (Well enough of it all!)

A long exam filled weekend reached the end, at last. Well it had to, I guess. And so came the fun filled weekend, I had been craving for so long. It all started as a boring journey, I slept 5 out of the 7 hours and the only one hour that was good was the one I traveled standing, well of course, my earphones in my ears. The song ‘Spaceman’ by ‘Killers’ goes as:

The starmaker says "it ain't so bad"
The dream maker's gonna make you mad
The spaceman says "everybody look down
it's all in your mind"

A song which brought a genuine smile on my face. Then finally I absorbed my ego which helped to mend a few things and the things went smooth thereafter. The fest was brilliant. The Heavy Metal Band, “Malifice” was effervescent, and we did enjoy a lot. The hand-banging’s were plenty and the neck ached for the entire next day. It was all worth it. What followed was even better. “Mohit Chauhan”. Immaculate.

But the gist of the weekend lied in the “Get Together”. Me, Anish, K.K, Pari, Degant and Kartik. It was my first meet with them. But the way we conducted thereafter was a picturesque panorama of a few delhi guys having some serious fun. Delhi 6 was Exquisite. Those Paranthas, Lassi, n Rabri was more than we could have hoped for. Delicious. Yet the heart lied in the Hard Rock Café. Bloody Hell. The ambience was unbelievable. The songs were just too good, no denying the audio capability of the café which was way above anything I’ve ever heard. Puddle of Mudd. Papa Roach. John Lennon. Ramstein. James Blunt.
Grand.

The exit door said, “Take time to be kind”. Well yes, I did notice that. Conspicuous. Well coming back I was still occupied in my thoughts. Then the best program of the millennium, DEXTER, made all my tiredness go away. I downloaded the entire episode in 30 min and finally went to sleep at 4 after watching it.

As I woke up for the morning, a subtle thought struck me. “Why do we feel the need to indulge ourselves in the pigsties of the adults. We are Children and should behave the same.”
Seriously.

As Anish says “peace marr”. So “peace marr”. There is no need to allow ourselves to float in the swirl of thoughts pivoting from the archaic vaccum of nothingness. Infact, we should be asking us “How much are we living the dream??” Don’t matter, how long that list of regrets or disappointments maybe, if we try to search for that answer, it comes “So much”. So Damn True..!!