Nuvvu Nuvvu

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Et si tu n'existais pas...

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The Royal Ride...

Earlier, I had always made my qualms about auto drivers very well known.  I detest their arrogance and their rude behaviour. So I had decided I would not take anymore autos unless absolutely necessary. Yesterday, was one of those days. 

I was getting ready to go to class on my Scooty, when the rain gods decided that they had other plans. Just when I was about to leave, it started pouring cats and dogs. It was too late to take a bus. So, I was left with no choice other than to take the damn auto. Luckily for me, it wasn't easy to get one. And the ride left me reconsidering my hatred towards autodrivers.

This guy was very courteous. He spoke fluent English. And he was asking me which route I preferred. Whoa!! Who does that? :P

On the way, he stopped to buy fruits. After doing so, he apologized for delaying me, and went on to explain that he was on his way to pick up some lady. And everytime he went there, she always offered him something and he thought it was only fair that he should be taking something for her.  I was quite impressed with the guy by then. 

As it was pouring, and I was kinda getting a little wet, he suggested that I move over to the other side, so that I dont get wet. 

Finally, after I reached AF, he asked me what I was learning. I told him French. He asked me "Do they teach well? Do they speak in French to you? etc" and then he went on to add, "I would like to learn a foreign language some day".  

And then I paid him the money and he actually said "Thank you, m'am. Bye"

I was baffled. Its been ages since I came across courteous strangers, leave alone auto drivers. It was really nice to have been treated well. I felt quite royal. It takes nothing but a few kind words to change one's outlook. 

I hope this guy gets to fulfill his dreams... 

Ye lo main haari piya...

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From the 1954 movie Aar Paar, the song was originally sung by Geeta Dutt.  

And this one is dedicated to Deepti for her constant encouragement. 

Love you girl....

Waqt ne kiya

Re-uploaded this song once again. 

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Postcard from the past....

I stepped into the post office and I travelled back by 15 years in time. The ancient ceiling fans, the wooden furniture, the banyan tree just outside, the low doors and high ceilings, it was right out of the champak, tinkle and gokulam world. The postmen in their khakhi coats were all sitting around a big wooden table on their wooden benches and were sorting out the letters. Their bicycles were parked under the banyan tree. 

It was such a different scene from the plush corporate, air conditioned, thickly carpeted, glass offices where you get greeted with a fake "How may I help you?". This actually felt real, like something you would immediately associate with a typical Indian scene. Laughing postmen, gossiping women, some old retired men standing in queue, and absolutely no youngsters in sight.

This took me back to the time when I was a little girl with big dreams. I used to wait for the postman to make his daily rounds every afternoon, hoping that he would have something for us. Atleast once a month, my grandfather would send us letters from Delhi. I read those letters again and again. They were not just letters, but tokens of immense love and affection. My grandfather's handwriting is still so clear in my memory.

The post office made me nostalgic. It reminded of those times when life was about climbing guava trees and summer vacations. It was about wide eyed wonder and curiosity to understand the world. It was about grandparents narrating stories while i would lie down cuddled on my grandma's lap. It was about feeling that the world was just my small and protected little world, which had endless possibilities. It was about hope and the ability to dream that I was capable of being anybody I wanted to be, It was just about being the child I was and who I have now lost and forgotten. 

Mohe Bhool Gaye

"Jo main aisa janti

ke preet kiye dukh hoye

O, Nagar dindhora peetati

ke preet na kariyo koi"

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