Another morning. Another airport.
What seemed to be a car turned out to be an assortment of lights. Carefully arranged and neatly placed. Choreography rules the world. Orchestration is the new order.
Amidst all the glitz an old friend walks in and catches me by surprise. “You haven’t changed one bit”
“I am glad you looked”
A moment. A hug. A smile.
Orchestration’s reach is beyond us. Thankfully.
(at Chatrapati Shivaji International Airport)
It’s often not about how heavy the weight is as how we carry the weight.
Finding another shoulder and just another plank to distribute the weight works wonders.
So, this week, who are you lending a shoulder to? It could make a telling difference. Who knows whats weighing someone down.
(at Juhu Beach)
After much is said and more is done, you hear an anecdote from the past. Fresh and sprightly.
That’s when it strikes you that even much is said and done, more remains unsaid. Tiny moments wrapped in raw emotion that will tower memory stacks. Ready to light up a dull day.
Even after people are gone, they stay. It is a story of how they loved and lived.
(at Powai)