Few of the finest 3480secs of my life.
Prelude- It was 1430hrs when my work had been completed in office. Lecture was over and the continuous rain had started to bother me over train schedules & subsequent rush in them. This botheration was soon to turn to Elation. My idea of getting caught up in rush soon diverted to avoid all the rush and head to CST to catch a train.
Now how & why was I going to go to CST to catch a train when I could simply catch a Dadar starting local !!!
It was 1710hrs, when on Dadar FOB, I made My final decision to leave the 1714 Dadar-Kalyan local. A single ticket to Charni rd few mins. later & there I was waiting for something to happen. Called Nikhil to tell Him the scene outside, but no contact.
1738hrs- Zipped Myself in My Duckback top & proceeded out on the
The rain was very light, but the breeze was heavenly. I trotted along the sea face as Many thronged to absorb this sight of rain, wind & sea. There were couples, college groups, oldies, kids enjoying the evening time. But there were rare singles. I was one of them... The rain fell continuously as did my zipper!! Finally my phone rang & down went my duckback. I never covered myself after that, but kept my bag covered under the Rubber. By this time I was crossing Marine lines station & the high tide combined with approx 15k wind speeds was putting My soul to peace.. It was cool, pleasant & importantly I was left for Myself. Not once did the thought of being walking alone hurt Me. Rather I was enjoying the pester free time. As the high tide erupted, water gushed up the walled surface to create a natural fountain.
I was nearing the end of my seaside escapade around this time. Rain had turned heavier but it never bothered Me. it was as if My inner-self kept Me dry & warm while My Skin enjoyed the cool breeze & the rain dripping on it.
The crowd started to increase as I got nearer to the southern tip of the necklace.
1810hrs- I had crossed the drive near the Pizzeria junction & heading back to mortality. My spilt outer & inner self fused to help the Duckback back on my shoulder as the rain now powered down. Had to keep my bag dry. But this did not stop My Face being engulfed by the aerial perspiration. I felt rejuvenated & fresh as I headed towards Flora Fountain, taking the longer route towards CST. I glued myself beside the Fountain, got the rubber of my back & waved it in a True Filmy style. Few heads nodded in amazement to look at this soul refresher !!! A dirty stare by a group of Havaldars later & I was on my final stretch, watching Thomas Cook, Lawrence & Mayo etc etc along my path. Rain drops still pounded & bounced off the dark tarmac to give a pretty sight.
CST was dead ahead announcing the end of My Happy Trot, Canter, Jog, Walk, Run as also the train schedule which eventually would help Me back to My Abode almost an hr. long.
1836- Exactly 3480secs i.e. 58mins after starting My Journey with a lonely & a dispirited body, I had hopped into The Victorian Monument as a Happy & Rejuvenated Human.
Of All the things i missed during the entire time, it was My Camera. I Missed Capturing some great & awesome moments which i know will not easily repeat in My Life. But the Memory shall always remain. The hard-disk up in My 3rd Floor will never Crash to forget all this, something which My Camera or My Computer will someday surely do..!!
PS- This is How You leave from Office an hr. early & use that time to get in Touch with Your inner self :)