Me, My World, My Musings » Philosophy http://blog.debajit.com My Mad Blog: My take on life, technology, philosophy and just about anything else that whet's my fancy or tugs at my heartstrings. Thu, 17 May 2007 08:10:41 +0000 en hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.0.1 Memoirs of Yore http://blog.debajit.com/2005/09/memoirs-of-yore/ http://blog.debajit.com/2005/09/memoirs-of-yore/#comments Fri, 23 Sep 2005 10:33:05 +0000 Debajit http://blog.debajit.com/?p=39 It’s another frazzled Friday evening, and as I’m catching up with an old friend on the phone, amidst a lot of laughter and chit-chat, I can see that although we’ve gone our different ways and now live in different parts of the world, the vibes still ring as good as ever.

Distance may make the heart grow fonder… but only so much. Any more, and we’d all be a richer dozen, phones would ring more often, and the likes of Cupid could have their jobs heartily jeopardized :D

Come to think of it… somewhere between rushing through life and reflecting on a glorious past, are these little sweet nothings… the little frissons that color everything a happier hue… all the ribbing… all those endless talks over coffee… the parties… the silly repartees over emails and sms’es… waking up in the middle of the night to see a new constellation… swotting late into the night… all those trips…

Maybe things are a little different now… maybe life never really comes full circle after all…

Strolling along this rush street of life, however, I can often listen to the unequal music of the street cries ebbing away in the cacophony of existential angst… the fading street cries… the little reminiscences of those fond memoirs of yore… that somewhere down the line… at least for a fleeting moment… I had touched the sky.

I feel taller already.

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I hit the street. There’s a cute little white kitten precariously perched atop some rubble in the neighbourhood. She’s peacefully asleep, oblivious to the rising din and bustle outside. …funny how such a simple sight can seem so endearing. I move on.

Behind a building I spy a tower top gleaming golden in the rising sun: a little tiara for a staid building, a silhouette in gold. …Like my sister would say…

Heaven is a place on earth

You bet, sis. You couldn’t have been more right.

The sun is up, shining with all its might, painting the city a different hue altogether. The enchantment is wearing off… I turn around heading back home, elated in my joie de vivre.

A bird twitters in the neighbourhood. I hasten my pace — have some homework to do, a different serenade altogether.

…The end of yet another matutinal odyssey.

Sleep well, kitty!

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