My new search..

This weekend had gone out to have a beer with some of my friends in one of the beach resorts of Chennai. Couple of bottles had become empty when one of the beer-boy came up with this question. “Heard there are a lot of pubs in Hyderabad. Which is your favourite?”. I dint have a second thought. “Club 8” was my immediate reply and I told him with a big smile on my face for having made my favorite Hyd-pub popular in Chennai.

Gulping down another mug of beer I thought what made me say club 8 as my favourite hangout. Was it the ambience.. No ..my coimbatore hangouts are the best in terms of the ambience. Was it the music. Never.. I hate music being played so loud in such places. The cost.. Not .. it was expensive… when too many confused answers came I suddenly realized why that was my favorite.

That was the only place where stags are allowed. Recently I had many bad experience of being kicked out .. or not even being sent in just coz of one board hanging outside..”Couples only” or “Stags not allowed” both meaning the same. What is even worse is the cold stare the security guy outside gives me. He looks at me as if I am waiting outside for a interview for which I am not qualified at all.

One with a pessimistic thought would read the board as ; Unlucky and Unfit people stay away. The optimist would read ; Happy people you have better places..

What I would do… well I am search of a partner.. not to get drunk but to learn salsa… that was recently another one of the places where I was denied a admission.

This Sunday I had visited one of the eight wonders of the world, but the only wonder dedicated for love. Everybody had come back from this same place giving descriptions of how they felt.. wat kinda emotions were flowing inside. I even know some who swore that they will come back with their love.. and others with their husband or wife(since they were unlucky in love.. just like me..). I set out on the trip thinking I ll also come back with same kind of thoughts and as always these things never come to me.. propable that’s one reason I call my self different..(Can be taken in the way u want.)

 

The first site of the Taj Mahal is just awesome, in fact that first images keeps flashing all the time in your mind. I really wonder how crazy can one go when he falls in love. He had gone to the extent making his own kingdom bankrupt. Defining the concepts of globalization centuries ago without knowing what it was. The Persian architects.. the Lankan painters.. marbles from some other place.. Indian funds.. the list just goes on. But I am sure the guy who built it dint ve a idea of any of this and was only focused on doing something which no one has ever dared before. The leaning tower of Pisa was a accident. The statue of liberty was a gift from France. The China wall was for self defense and all others except for this don’t have the symbol of determination.

 

The question “how crazy can love take someone?” now needs a need a rephrasing “to what crazy heights can love take someone?”. I frankly feel that his love was only the spark that ignited his determination. His dream ignited by that spark made it a determination, then a reality,  today a wonder of the world, tomorrow the world can only stand and see. And this spark varies in every individual depending on what his passions are. I am a great admirer of people who live to chase their dreams and for that reason I truly salute this guy.

 

Today I have seen so many people in search of that spark and many till end never even get close to it. I myself am in search of that little spark.

And finally I returned with such mixed feelings .. to have seen something that happens only once in history.. pride that my country was once the richest in this world .. unhappy that the black taj was never completed..(In love.. everything needs to be incomplete and that law applies to a world wonder too..)