Painting the Light

Painting the Light..
Andheri stn. 1730hrs
People from all walks of societies, jobs & unknown entities assemble daily @ this point of time. Doctors, Engineers, Sales Guys, Tutors, Bankers, Softies (Software Engineers), Artists, Accountants, Insurance Agents, Beggars (Yes, this is a Profession in Mumbai), Lawyers, Hoteliers, Businessmen & so on comprising all the service category... Yes I am one of them & so we stand there on platform no. 5 waiting for a fast local back home. I obviously have to change to another train on My way back, but this is the day's end for almost everyone. Not Me, it's the start for Me...

As the train arrives, there is this push-pull of all the commuters to get in a favorable position inside the bogie. Mind You there is hardly any room to sit inside, the shoulder jabs are just to get near the opposite door so that alighting @ Dadar is quick & near the FOB !!! Again I am one of them... Door side position cemented & almost everybody are plugged back again by their earphones (Music, Masti to the rescue... ), some people munching on their favourite chips or fried stuff (name that Vada Pav!! ), My iTouch never got unplugged off My ear & even I'm Hungry.. As the train gushes by the cool wind, refreshing the body from the humidity stricken & sticky climate, it feels a completely different world.. “ Sorry Dear”, “Abe uski toh..”, “yetoy ghari”, “market mast mein Chad raha hai”, “My boss is a nut-head” ( All Bosses are :p, hope mine isn't reading..), “crossing Dadar” ( in reality it's nearing Santacruz :P) etc etc are the dialogues heard & which loop themselves almost daily on this train journey. “Bandra utroge ??” People are pushed aside as Hooligans rush inside the moving train across the platform. 1 step any otherside & You are bound to swipe the sweat off a fellow passenger!! As ‘Waka Waka..’ comes to an end, I'm gettin ready to alight, backpack tucked to the body, iTouch & E63 held firmly & I'm off the train exactly in front of the FOB. As the mad rush begins again, I'm already half the staircase up, climbing as fast as I can. I'm gunning for a Window seat Glory in the Kalyan bound Dadar local !! But so are many others besides Me. The train honks & suddenly the FOB seems an eternity away from the staircase leading to the platform. As the lace on My shoe goes flying, the sack gets flinged across & My shirt tucks out of My jeans, I scramble across like a PAC-MAN running away from those dreaded Aunties blocking the complete staircase. I am now running faster than the oncoming train!!! It's as if I'm trying to save Myself from an oncoming Tsunami. Few others have performed the same Juggernaut as Me & settled near their usual positions. 3 bogies & 1 more PAC-MAN puzzle later I'm ready to jump inside the train to get The Ohhh So Holy Window seat!!! I take a bow to Myself for having achieved this feat yet again today. A college Dude seems to have complimented himself for the same & I guess Many others!!

This is all where it starts to change for Me. While Necks droop with the day's exhaustion & the Warmth of their Houses is what all others yearn for, I freshen up. I always do, usually in anticipation of meeting the Girl in My life or then, like minded Friends who are up for a Zestful time after the boring office day. (Yes, Office is eventually boring, however your work maybe exciting...) Sometimes I even bother to burn the touch-screen of My device like as today & as yet another simple & unassuming post for My blog gets ready to be churned out, I ponder over the Task @ Hand. Today I'm up for something new. A Hobby which seems to have struck as a Passion, calls for some serious thought. Yes I'm done with the Thinking & this is what will spell the Start of The Day's end for Me.

... Here I am, all charged up, Hoping that My eye never fails Me in Framing the right thing @ the right moment.
I want to Paint & I want to Paint the Light…
Snap, Copy, Composite…
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