Reboot - Restart
...as the cube of butter melts on the hot stuffed paratha ...i dissolve in the greens of chandigarh...Yes here i am in the city beautiful "Chandigarh" a place i never imagined i'd be working in. And yes top it with a job in a company that makes browsers internationally, and add the garnish of freedom....what more can i ask in life..
My thoughts and actions have taken me all along India...and now for the first time i will work in the North, close to the Himalayas. With most hill stations at 3-5 hrs distance and weekends off. I am all game for a new beginning i guess.
I remember sitting at the station in Japan and penning down my thoughts in the mysterious country,but never thought that i would end up in a place in India similarly.On Saturday as i sat in one of the gardens relaxed alone, and yet not really lonely...feeling the air around. With spaces and a cool climate...it was a natural flow of words describing expressing the inner feelings of my mysterious self.. Yes its clearly an indication, I am finally in a place which gives me space to get back to my writing...I need to catch up with it for long....I guess its the
beginning for a brand new story. My characters are waiting to dance back on paper...
The Place
Avoiding redundant tourism info...the tricity( Panchkula-Chandigarh- Mohali[havent been there as yet]) seems to be a silent slow place where the viscosity of time redefines your work style. Its almost opposite to what Mumbai is... The place is more structured, simple and clean. Not removing the plus points of Mumbai like public transport etc... but yeah every city has its pros and cons.
I guess achieving the right mix in modern day civilizations is kind of difficult considering the variety and energy in the new world.
The Food
Now that i am here, i guess i should get used to all the gloss, and that includes the gloss of butter and ghee on food. Most food items here are Rich in things. For a simple food loving maharashtrian its kind of tough to digest ( quiet literally). But yes ofcourse the food is also a delight for the toungue. Its like a "shaadi ka khana" everyday. I guess slowly i will move on to salad lunch/dinner which helped me gain stamina back in Mumbai.
I guess my blog will be updated regularly now...haven't composed a poetry as yet...but the wind in the air tells me..its coming...keep watchin...
My thoughts and actions have taken me all along India...and now for the first time i will work in the North, close to the Himalayas. With most hill stations at 3-5 hrs distance and weekends off. I am all game for a new beginning i guess.
I remember sitting at the station in Japan and penning down my thoughts in the mysterious country,but never thought that i would end up in a place in India similarly.On Saturday as i sat in one of the gardens relaxed alone, and yet not really lonely...feeling the air around. With spaces and a cool climate...it was a natural flow of words describing expressing the inner feelings of my mysterious self.. Yes its clearly an indication, I am finally in a place which gives me space to get back to my writing...I need to catch up with it for long....I guess its the
beginning for a brand new story. My characters are waiting to dance back on paper...
The Place
Avoiding redundant tourism info...the tricity( Panchkula-Chandigarh- Mohali[havent been there as yet]) seems to be a silent slow place where the viscosity of time redefines your work style. Its almost opposite to what Mumbai is... The place is more structured, simple and clean. Not removing the plus points of Mumbai like public transport etc... but yeah every city has its pros and cons.
I guess achieving the right mix in modern day civilizations is kind of difficult considering the variety and energy in the new world.
The Food
Now that i am here, i guess i should get used to all the gloss, and that includes the gloss of butter and ghee on food. Most food items here are Rich in things. For a simple food loving maharashtrian its kind of tough to digest ( quiet literally). But yes ofcourse the food is also a delight for the toungue. Its like a "shaadi ka khana" everyday. I guess slowly i will move on to salad lunch/dinner which helped me gain stamina back in Mumbai.
I guess my blog will be updated regularly now...haven't composed a poetry as yet...but the wind in the air tells me..its coming...keep watchin...
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