Good friends. Friends. Acquaintances.
Great Ganga. White Water. Rapids. Waterfall.
Trek. Climbs. Falls. Laughter.
Paddle fights. Bonfires. Meaningless songs. Bus rides.
Huddles. Photos. Sighs.
Saturday, April 28, 2007
Monday, April 02, 2007
Lines on Water
Is the incessant text messaging relevant?
What about the calls on roaming from Delhi to Manali to Rishikesh?
Just how important is the measly fretting over the cig that you smoked?
What about the time when the only coin I had, left for a call, fell in the pot, in the washroom?
Do these things really matter?
Not much, I guess.
But it mattered so much back then?
It isn’t the distant past.
Then why has these moments lost its relevance?
Like lines drawn on water.
What about the calls on roaming from Delhi to Manali to Rishikesh?
Just how important is the measly fretting over the cig that you smoked?
What about the time when the only coin I had, left for a call, fell in the pot, in the washroom?
Do these things really matter?
Not much, I guess.
But it mattered so much back then?
It isn’t the distant past.
Then why has these moments lost its relevance?
Like lines drawn on water.
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