Confession of Sid at Mahabaleshwar

At least, it reminds me the world is still green, covered with green vegetations; water is still clean enough to take even without boiling or filtering. At least the temperature goes down to such level that you don’t need to put the AC  on even in normal circumstances. Of course, all these are outside Mumbai.

This realization was the result of recent visit to Mahabaleshwar to spend the stretched weekend holidays of dewaali. Missed one camera as I don’t have and could not take the picturesque hills and dams and sunsets.

 The life is now a days so much routine oriented that nothing to talk about than these breaks from the monotonous Mumbai life.

Pervious to Mahabaleshwar break was 15 days spent at home in my village in Bengal. This was  for Durga Puja celebration.

But tt’s like the beautiful things associated with Durga Puja have changed so much or my way of looking those things because of growing old. The things which used to make Durga Puja time as one of most memorable days of the year are not interesting any more like those Addas with friends, going for Pratima Darshan with friends, staring pratima (read beautiful girl dressed specially for the occasion), the smell of new clothes as well as Sarodiya Patrika (special magazine published by Newspaper Houses with novels, poems and stories of contemporary as well as renowned authors). All are seemed to be things of past and really don’t excite more.

 And most importantly, this puja was without you. So the extent of misery is comprehensible.

 But there was light at the end of tunnel and those four days were awesome. I know though this is strange, but dear, Thank you.

 Liked the movie “Wake Up Sid” because that’s what I was telling to myself. The reason to be happy in Mumbai, as shown in the movie, is to have your best friend with you. And if she/he is your love, then no place can be better than Mumbai. Here people give you so much space (read- the least bothered about you), that when you are with your BF/GF, the level of privacy you can enjoy is unimaginable and if you are without him/her, then that sheer ignorance or space takes your nerve. Literaly.

 I know these are more or less common in each city but I feel severity is much bitter here in Mumbai. “Kitna daru piyoge aur kitna shopping mall main jaoge?”

 Sometime I feel whether am I a fake person? In one hand I want companionship and on other hand I don’t show emotion to people, don’t shout with them and don’t do whatever they want from me. But is being an individualistic a Sin? I’m like that only and from the very first day when I realized myself, have not tried to change because I don’t want to. I love to be alone or to be with whom I decide to. That’s my selfish life and I’m very happy for it. I don’t want to create problem for anybody neither do I care for anybody. If people misunderstand me, frankly speaking, that hurts but it’s also true I’m helpless too.