Mumbai @ 3.35 am

It is 3.35 am. As I am writing this, 90% of the city of dreams is totally drowned in dreams...

So was I, 5 minutes back. But thanks to my friend’s habit of talking in the sleep (:)), I got up and am not able to sleep now.

The window of the hall is open and I am sitting by it. This is a new shape of Mumbai which I am seeing right now. I am liking it.

The sky is looking more resplendent than anyone can ever imagine. This is the first time I am appreciating beauty of sky which is not star-lit. The trees in our building are creating a perfect contrast in the backdrop of the sky. Everything else has come to a standstill. It is just picturesque.

It is last day of March. And heat has already started taking its toll on Mumbaikars. However, sitting here, at this moment, heat and humidity are conspicuous by absence. I am loving it.

If at all there is any kind of sound in the surroundings, it is that of long distance trains.

This is not the first time I have woken up so early or not able to sleep till so late. However this is the first time I am writing blog at this wee hour and also indulging a bit in reflection.

The very fact that I am enjoying it is telling me that the coming day has already given me a glimpse of how much splendid it is going to be....

Life is Beautiful...

There are some books worth keeping on revisiting. I believe, “The monk who sold his Ferrari” is one of them.

The day before, I just glanced through the first few pages of it. And, like I expected, it was refreshingly splendid. I went through my favorite chapter “The miraculous transformation of Julion Mantle”, and I realized that, if there was something missing in my life for a while now, the solution is right here. Well, I was aware of it all the time but had not been implementing.

If you are wondering as to what exactly I am talking about, then the point is simple – get your happiness out of little things. Cherish every little moment you live..

I consider myself as a happy-go-lucky guy. I generally don’t need reason to be happy. But, for almost 3 months now, I have cocooned myself for one reason or the other. So, to a certain extent, I was missing myself.

Today seems to be an amazing day. I went to have a cup of tea. The tea was as delicious as ever. It is just that I did not realize it for last 3 months..

I went to the garden. I saw a cuckoo dancing on the lush green lawn. It was a beautiful watch to say the least.

I kept on walking. I saw the oldies pulling each others’ leg. The smile on their faces was infectious..

And then comes this little girl. There is some kind of excitement on her face. She has found something new and she is running towards her dad to show it to him. The innocence on her face reminds me again that life is beautiful..

There is a group of this college going girls. They are teasing each other in their code language. I have no reason whatsoever to be happy about it but still it automatically brings a smile on my face. And the moment tells me I am on my way to rediscover myself..

There is this group of kids who are trying to drive away the flock of crows. The joy they get out of it is evident from their delighted faces.

And my quest for happiness ends right here.

Happiness was always in abundance in the surroundings. It was my cocooning myself that did not let me enjoy the moment. But here I am, back on the track and as hopeful and optimistic as ever.

Cherishing the rediscovered happiness, I decide to gift myself with another cup of tea. And the tapriwala doesn’t disappoint me either.

I am having my second cup of tea (or should I say cup of life?). And it suddenly reminds me of one of my most favorite dialogues of Morgan Freeman, which I am quoting below. I keep on wondering if “Freeman” implies the Free Man..

“I feel I am so excited that I can’t sit still or bear a thought in my head. I think it’s the excitement only a free man can feel - A free man, at the start of a long journey, whose conclusion is uncertain. I hope to make it across the borders. I hope to meet my friend, shake hands with him. I hope, pacific is as blue as it has been in my dreams. I hope…I hope… ”