Its always about the people and the city...

Increasingly that time comes in your life when you start running away from things. This is different from where you came from. Running away from things in college came with huge elasticity and liberty. Don’t want to go to class? Snooze off, slide under sheets, done. Similar easy remedies were available for quizzes, exams, club meetings, outings, trips....and endless other things... And you paid for it all Now it’s different; whether you want it or not, you find yourself dragging your body of command to brush and bath and hop in that cab to you 4X4 cubicle. Calls and computer and clients and calories- no escape. You wonder you need a break, you go out and drink and party hard, you wonder you have to keep in shape, you drag yourself to gym, you think, you need to do well, you hop on that cab to the office... You are getting paid for this. Then you find yourself in a great new situation of a literally running away. The moment you see your boss coming towards your seat, you run away lest h

It was probably one of my best journeys ever. No, it was surely one of my best journeys ever. I was on a train that would reach its final destination in over half a day. I had my coffee, laptop, the scene outside the huge clear glass window was like Narnia. It was white. Everything had snow on it. Snow houses, snow cars, snow pines and snow debris. Snow didn’t bother to shift positions and no one else bothered to disturb it anyway… …And increasingly I was heading to a place which had scattered houses in places that look inaccessible and make me always wonder who stays there. These houses are all over the world. They are always hanging somewhere on a corner of some cliff or in the middle of a river. They look clean, maintained and inhabited. Few even have the audacity to flaunt drying clothes or a newly delivered letter-but people? You will never see people there. It may very well end up being answer to ‘Who is John Galt!’ some people who boycotted everything for their own sake have ma