Wednesday, August 26, 2009

I cannot think of a title

Today has been a totally different day from my daily routine. First and most important, it’s the day I finally go home, to Pune! I have been looking forward to this time with tons of excitement, and my heart would skip a beat every single time. But surprisingly, today morning I woke up and there seemed to be an air of melancholy on campus. I am still as excited, but somehow, this campus has also become a home of sorts and leaving, even for a short while and even while knowing that I shall be back, gives a slight sorrowful tinge to everything. So much so, that I actually wait eagerly for lunch at the mess, I look at my tiny old room with a smile and I even find myself saying goodbye to the buckets and the staircases at the hostel. As if parting company with old friends...

And so I set forth on the journey back home, to good old Pune, the only place I had ever called “home”, before Bangalore happened to me. Should I feel guilty because I have allowed a different city, a different place to grow on me? And you see it’s not really just the city, but the campus, the atmosphere here, the lush greenery and the warmth of all my friends that makes it so much more special than just a new city.

Anyway, am digressing, as I am wont to do... So back on track… the reason why today was different. I was trying to figure out my exact feelings. The joy, the sorrow and the excitement all mingled together. (Too much emotion actually can make you feel ill and I wanted to just drop everything, sit down, bawl my heart out and then go on once the tears had dried). Having packed my bag (imagine, just one bag... even I manage to surprise myself at times!!!), I bid adieu to the institute for the next few days, called up friends I had not said goodbye to in person and boarded the bus to the airport. Just before I got into the bus was my nice experience number one for the day... The rickshaw-wallah who dropped me from institute to the Mekhri circle bus pick-up point was simply awesome. He had no change for hundred and I had only 16 measly rupees in loose change. His meter showed the fare as 22 Rupees and he could very well have demanded that I wait till he got change from somewhere; but the good samaritan he was, he did not do so. He, in fact, smiled and took the 16 Rupees and helped me load my bag onto the bus. Suddenly my spirits were lifted a lil bit. A smile can work wonders that way. Another smile I met along the way was from a lady-cleaner at the airport. For no apparent reason she gave me a radiant smile and suddenly even the delayed flight seemed like no big deal. All I wish is that there was some way I could let these people, who made me happier today, know how grateful I am. Hopefully, in some way, I too shall be able to make a tiny little part of somebody’s day a little brighter today. Perhaps that way we can pass on the twinkling smiles and make even ourselves a little happier.

7 comments:

Amit414@ITBHU said...

Nice introspective post.. :)

Really a smile is the best thing u give..
as it costs nothing and values everything.... :)

cheers!!!

Suneel Madhekar said...

Leaving IISc is always difficult... :) We ultimately leave IISc, but IISc never leaves us!

To make the world a little better, even for a moment, be more friendly, harbor peaceful thoughts, be less angry, be more courteous, and of course - as you say - smile more often!

Arun said...

swine flu se bachke rehna

vaise why is it that I always feel your posts are more intelligent than you :P ? Such profound simplicity which isn't visible as such !! :)

sandip said...

nice blog.

Hetal said...

nice!

in BLR it's so rare to find a honest rickshaw-wallah! they generally say they don't have change, n this guy didn't mind taking less! amazing!

i agree, a smile can do wonders!

Manasi said...

hmmm...But u know, I don't really understand the intensity of leaving the old place or revisiting the old ones. May be i am just heartless.Or may be coz the place is so well etched in ur memory that it does not feel different when u go back there. When you reach their it feels like you had never been way.Well...here u r talking about leaving the place while I am talking of revisiting :)

vishal said...

I very much liked the thought with which u ended the blog...The idea of passing on twinkling smiles which would do wonders to ppl..

nice blog..