English Summer

Its 10:40 in the morning and i am lying in my bed, 54 Kent Road, Swindon, UK.

Just one week back, shubham and i were biking around, aimlessly, stopping wherever we wanted, talking to whomsoever we liked, having more than our share of fun & laughter than is allowed in these times i guess.

I was home...

i think i need another post to do justice to lucknow, to my friends in lucknow... lets get back to uk for this post.

So how different is this place afterall ?

its summer here and the weather is brilliant. the whole country is beautiful, green and clean. the sun sets late, around 10 in the night. there is always a pleasant breeze around. u just wanna soak up all of it. its like spring in india... the photographs i upload would give a better idea than words would.

and the people?

well, they are different, very very different.

i was watching tv just half an hour back and there was this reality show on which women would come, and they'd be accusing a man of being the father of their child and then there would be a DNA report to bring the truth out :D

i am a lodger at carol's place. she must be 55-60 years of age. she's very sweet, takes real good care of me. carol divorced after 30 years of marriage... i go on a walk with her almost everyday. she takes me for shopping, to tourist spots; i even meet her friends.

yesterday we went to alice and john's place, in the countryside. it was quiet, a big garden at the back, three lovely Labradors, a person with a glider-parachute thing floating above us now and then. somewhere close a dirt bike was racing on the beautiful greens. we had barbecue. i had white wine for the first time. not my thing i decided... later we retired for the US vs England match. the first sight i saw was the disastrous let go by the goalkeeper, gah ! i was supporting england..

John came to talk about his son Harry to Carol. I was nowhere in the conversation, just a silent observer. Harry was having a sex change, he thought he was gay, he never talked to his dad. The last time his dad saw him, he had shut the door in his face, and blamed him for the last 10 years of his life being in turmoil. he blamed the person who probably loved him the most in this world... and the poor dad can't sleep, is taking regular pills, and is thinking of a retirement... personally i liked john... i saw a caring father and a wise man...

while returning i asked carol, why did she divorce after 30 years of marriage ? and she said i probably wont understand. it was restricting her to be certain things...

this part of the world is not without its share of problems... in the words of richard, another of carol's friend with whom she went to a bar the other night, people in india are poor in the pocket but people here are poor in their hearts...

well... this thing is getting too big, so i'd stop here to continue later, there's so much more to tell... and even though i am writing this more for myself than others, i know people get scared of long notes... just like me :)

my second post :)

dunno how many months... should be updating much more often.

Anyways, second year is over giving way to 3 months vacations, I'm at home, on my seven year wise desktop, so many fond memories attached with it :)

It becomes so difficult to handle sudden change from the endsems. When just one week back even one second seemed so precious, i now have this ocean of time in front of me, its overwhelming really.

today mum picked me up from the bus station, n i was back after 4 months. simply entering my city gives me this warmth, this welcomeness u might call it, as if lucknow had been missing me all this while :) i feel secure here, its not a battle anymore... i can afford to slowdown here.. i can relax. things are just too costly i wonder.. the tag of iitk has cost so much.. its all about having the better of the deal at the end of the day.. n i think i am pretty much in profit.

i am being called for dinner. should be writing more often.

i wz thinking since quite long that i should also start blogging n here i am finally... my fingers on my laptop, my laptop on me, me on my bed.

a new initiative... which requires some energy(which i m usually short of) i'll try to be regular in updating this... lets c how it turns out

ps: what exactly gave me the thrust to start blogging all of a sudden? its the overflow of emotions and experiences that i've had after joining college... iitk