Here I come
Five months before I embarked on the unknown journey to Mumbai, I did not know what was going to happen. Everything was in the dark. In all my four years of college life I always looked for any chance to come back home when I got a holiday in the weekends.
|No, this time its Bangalore to Mumbai!|
However now thing have changed so tremendously. All my thoughts focus on getting a chance to see her again. Who is she? No one. There is no blood relation. She lives 2000km from my hometown. She ain't Bengali, does not even understand Bengali, doesn't share any real tangible similarity. But I find peace in her. I found love in her. In an odd way I find a lot of things that are strikingly similar to my tastes. And here I am, rushing to Mumbai to meet her, to spend some time with her.
I have got a pretty big surprise for her on the 15th of August. I don't know if she knows what is coming. But then I am going to surprise her in a big way. I mean as big as my budget would afford. I miss her. I would suddenly come and stand, just as I did before, right out of the blue. I don't know how she will react.
I plan to spend the weekend with her. Maybe go out for movies, a drive down the Marine drive, Nariman Point and a dinner where the waves break. Wish I could fly her over the sky in the wind. Ahhh, science has not gone to that extent. Yes, I know about jetpacks, but then again I need to consider my budgetary limitations.
So here I go. To the one I love. Besides, and equally important if not more, I am returning to the place that I love so much. The place, the people, my 'daughter', my friends who could not come to Bangalore with me. I want you to know that I miss you a lot. But if you remember, I made a promise to you. I shall return. I will.