What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
I sit in the shade of a tree with red flowers at one of the bends on the road which quite strategically gives me the clear view of occasional vehicles from either side.I am happy for the fact that not only do i see a mountain with a tinge of white on the top but also can see the numerous bends ahead as the road circles and circles in a never ending loop. I see a distant vehicle below, then after sometime I can hear its rumble and after a long long time it actually reaches me, imagine such is my vantage point. Cool breeze brings in the fainest smell of rain, a flower drops on my head and a bird with an orange nose keeps coming to the tree and flies off. Occasionally locals cross the bend and give me an inquisitive look and pass by.It is around 11 am and I have ridden a good distance already, though it will be at least 5 before I will reach my night halt,I am in no hurry at all. I love it here, this moment this time, the quiet.
I look back to my life back in town, such a chaos, everybody in hurry. I remember a MBA class trip in bus,we were supposed to go for a PPT, it was a beautiful evening and red sun setting down. I looked around for company and saw 90% engrossed in their mobile phones.This is the story of our generation, running, trying to catch up with the world amidst so much noise, of all sorts, of a blaring speaker to ear shattering horns. I look at my mobile, no network it shows, I smile and put up a Pink Floyd Number. I enjoy the quiet, savor the moment and just be in it. It is the precise reason why I do not want to hurry, it is very important to just let it be, to get that mad rush out of your head. I like the idea when people travel on weekends, I don’t like the idea of rushing to the destination.
You must have gone out to eat so many times in your life, probably every time you must have gone and tried something new. I too have been to places to eat but somehow I do not remember the experience of being there, it has never remained in memory. However amazingly I remember all those moments on the road taking a break at a picturesque place, with no one around, just me and nature. There have been plenty of such moments some emotional, wondrous, beautiful and tearful as well. One such moment was at Rohtang Pass while returning from Leh( Read about it here)
So when you are next on the road, somewhere quiet, just step out and feel the place, believe me it will stay with you for long.