It looked like a typical chilly Delhi morning as I prepared myself for the
last working day of 2011. Time flies that's alright. But it seems now time is
cruising at a supersonic speed. I felt a tremendous rush of adrenalin in my body
when I had a deja vu moment this morning. As I walked out of the Metro Rail
coach, there was a gush of mist that soaked me in. This was incredible. I was
never this romantic while going to work. It felt like I am in some remote place
of my homeland, the North East India, and I felt a backpack and my Nikon D3100
around my neck. But, alas! That was not the case. It was a moment that I have
lived many times but yet I want to live a thousand more times.
The mist is so dense today that it is almost impossible to even guess what
it is beyond a certain point. As I walked out of the metro station and out in
the open, I walked. I walked through a chilly air and some lovely London music
in my ears. They said, "We are the Sultans" and I sang back yes, "I'm the
sultan." Suddenly, I glanced around and I saw myself walking in the cloud. All
the tall buildings in this business district of Gurgaon suddenly vanished. The
mist consumed their visibility and gave me the feel that its an open
field.
A gust of chilly breeze swept across the street and the small droplets of
mist danced along. I watched them in awe. Am I really going to my boring
workplace? Is it the same place that I walk everyday? I pinched myself and I
realised that it is indeed. I wish I could keep on walking. I wish I could
ignore the watch. I wish it was not a Friday. I wish I had a camera.
I wish it last forever!
