I look up and see a coconut tree, few scattered stars in the Mumbai sky and an airplane which just took off. It is 1 am at Juhu Beach and there are hardly any people around. I sit speaking with my office colleagues and contemplate in the occasional silence. I am amazed that even in cities like Mumbai we can find that corner of peace. I must say an imagery of life , there is always that quiet in all the chaos. On my way to this place the Autowallah happily had shown the gates of Bacchan residence. I smile and think what makes this city special : Bollywood ? Underworld ? Bar Stock Exchange ? Local trains ? or something else ? Maybe it is about the hope , the hope with which everyone gets up irrespective of where they come from , Dharavi or South Mumbai.
Everytime in life when i feel low, i get motivated by the smiling face of a lassi wala who used to travel 80 km daily one way to sell lassi in the busy Nehru Place Market. 20 km cycle ride which begins at 4 am , a couple of train rides and here he is daily , day in day out . What motivates him ?I will never know but for me it will be always about the discipline. Was reading an article today,” Why I respect Fit People” it talks about the discipline and it nothing but discipline that carries us forward.
While the world will be talking of Modi, of Airport looks , of Sports Cars, of Football games, of rich people, there will always be some who will be perched somewhere and experience a beautiful sunrise. Of all the comparisons that the world throws at you , there will always be sunsets, sunrises, stars which will equalize us all and probably someday we might all stop chasing targets and chase life becomes more about,”chasing sunsets and Starry Nights.”