The blue sky

As I sat in the „Netto“ stores that day, at the entrance, near the cash counter, I couldn’t help watching the people who had come to buy their daily needs. Every person was different in appearance. Every person was dressed differently. Every person had a different purse from which they pulled off their card/money. Every person seemed to be lost in his own thoughts or worries. Every person had different things (agenda) in his shopping bag. Every person was oblivious to the other’s presence. Every person was greeting the cashier at the counter and then pushing off with their stuff. In the span of 20 minutes, I almost saw the whole world in front of my eyes with such a variety and colour. I wondered to myself, how it is that there is no one similar to the other person in matter of looks, dressing, thoughts, appearance!!! As a child, I used to wonder if there was anyone similar looking like me as they showed in the Hindi movies and if I would ever meet her in a ver...

My mom is visiting us for a short while here and it has been a busy time ever since she has arrived. My office routine, Tanay's creche and Atul's office leaves us no time to bond separately. We do talk a lot and discuss things and issues amongst us. She guides me, scolds me, and advises me just like she used to do when I was in college. As they say, a child grows up, but a mother never does. I listen to everything she says, like an obedient daughter. Tanay also enjoys the attention of his "jeeaa", it is the opposite order of the word "aajee", which means grandmother. They both enjoy a lot with my mom trying to make sense of his one syllable words and he trying to understand her by closing watching her actions and words. I decided to take a day off and spend it with my mom and take her around the city. Tanay went to his creche and Atul to his office. Then the mother-daughter duo proceeded to the main station and spent some time on the main shopping street ...

Life has more or less set into a routine now. Waking up, getting ready for office, taking the train from the station, going to office, working, lunching and coming back by the train again. I have been taking the same train for 2 weeks now and realized that like me there are a few more people around on the station, then in the compartment, who travel with me in the same time frame. We all are bound with each other within those 16 minutes of journey, though we physically do not even acknowledge each other. There is one fellow, who looks like an Indian amongst the co-passengers. He has a bag in his hand and is in casuals’ everyday. Looks like he works on some construction site as a worker, he looks tired and muddy. He looks at me and then looks away. Maybe he wants to strike a conversation and ask me if I am also from his mother-land! But he carries on with a grim face and sits in a corner. I get down at my station and he goes ahead. There is another middle-aged person, who looks l...