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A Talk With A Stranger
It was the
fourth time that evening I had checked the time, it read 7:57 PM. I had planned
to leave office a little early that day but alas I had failed yet again.
Finally I had managed to wrap the work, pack my bag and leave for the day.
After several months I was finally visiting my family, next three days I would
be happily away from the city and work.
After an hour
long journey I finally arrived at the bus stand. I walked into the restaurant
in the bus stand to grab a quick bite before I hunt for the bus. This time too
I had not booked the tickets in advance. I kind of like to have some surprise
element to my travel.
So there I
was with my plate of freshly reheated chapattis served at the restaurant in my
hands, hunting for a vacant table to park my bottom and relish my meal. After a
few minutes of 360 degree of gazing across the packed restaurant I decided to
share a table with a lonely stranger.
I was mid way
through my dinner, when the stranger got up and asked me if I could keep an eye
on his luggage while he buys something more eat. I merely nodded my head in
affirmation and smiled. He was back at the table and thanked me. I just smiled
and asked him where he was headed to? He said Mangalore and I told him about my
ancestral association with the city he was visiting. So we both now had
something in common to talk about.
while later he told me that he happened to study in a college which happens to
be in the city I was visiting. The conversation then drifted to talks about our
work and we realised that our organizations had closely collaborated on one of
the projects which I was a part of. And then he said clichéd yet a fact of
life, “world is such a small place, a few minutes back we were total strangers
and now we realise we share so much in common.”
had ended but not our conversation. So we walked out of the restaurant and
continued our talks over a cup of coffee. We both seemed to enjoy the
conversation which drifted from talks of his 15 year old college memories to my
thoughts on how music shapes ones adulthood. We drifted from topic to topic and
seemed to have struck a chord. Although he was half a decade elder to me, we
both seemed to be having interesting conversation like two long lost friends.
And then we
parted ways and it was time for me to hunt a bus which could take me to my
destination. What I did harp on looking back at this conversation of mine with
a stranger was the fact that life could offer several such interesting
moments. But the question is, are you open for it? Strange
things happen on this planet called earth every day. These strange talks with
strangers are one such thing. Now for the ones who still believe in “Don’t talk
to strangers” maybe there is something you are missing. Maybe it’s a good
conversation. A conversation which can throw up a different perspective to life the way you
look at it.
It was yet another Friday or billions of
earthlings. May be it was a mundane day ahead for
some and exciting for others. An exciting day ahead for the ones who were certain
of the joy to be unwrapped the next day, the weekend. Well, in my case it was
the former. Blame it on being one amongst the many who work on Saturdays.
The distance between us questions possibilities, Two souls who connect yet shall stay detached, Life running along parallel tracks that shall never meet, Yet hope says they would someday be entwined. UnInhibited feelings spoken, thoughts exchanged, Unassuming how the world would read them, Prejudices can't be fought, let free thoughts sail, It's a battle less spoken, but I know many shall be fought. Feelings expressed in words for many are view points, Sometimes misunderstood, unacceptable for few. Thoughts expressed are sometimes song of a bleeding heart, These emotions maybe shunned by many as no art. Questioned and unacceptable orphan thoughts, Wish to die accepted, but denied and stay detest. Don't let yourself be consumed by the opinions of others, Your soul deserves a sweet song, let it be one about it's zest.
The other day in midst of a long tiring journey from the airport I zoned out in thoughts, looking outside the window. What was I thinking? I was trying to fathom as to what's the single most element distinguishing mediocrity from excellence.
A lot of us have this beautiful idea in our mind to be achievers of some sort. Each individual has their own definition of excellence. All of it leading to creating a happy space in our minds. But these remain mere ideas and definitions in our head.
We have a lot of clutter occupying our minds. Some of it even includes being less appreciative of others success. Being too bothered about right and wrong of others choices. A bunch of useless thoughts which in no way are going to be helping us in our pursuit of happiness. When we are done with all the wining about the world and people in it, we get on with our mediocre life.
We seem to believe that there is solace in the cocoon of mediocrity.
"There are no easy ways, no escapes, Yet we wish s…