a walk…a wish… a prayer…
“how many dots?” i asked myself… and i started counting… 1… 2……3….4..5..6.
“isnt this beautiful?”
and before $ouvick could start with his “shy girl” crap, i diverted the attention with my excessive talks!
a chilled bear and a wish to fag.. a promise to have kept… a word taken.. a feel lost..
sometime without the things that means life to me.. sometime without my camera, my wallet and my mobile (and my watch)… a walk through the fog, a wish to see Darjeeling at its might, or some of it..
a stop at a point…a short prayer at the hanuman statue… and my counting started ,silently praying to God, expressing to her, my wish to see Darjeeling… slowly prayer got answered… the fog cleared giving a clear view of the countless lamps lit in the houses of Darjeeling, giving it a feel of Diwali much before time.. countless scattered diamonds, chilling wind… the effect of the beer wasnt yet over… my throat still burning after my first puff… a view which no cam can hold to its true extravagance… a wait worth it… lazyness that counted.. we pulled ourselves to the jawahar peak from the place near the Nightingle park..
The second stop at the Jawahar peak… rather the viewpoint.. where we could see nothing except for some extravagant patterns of clouds..of which $ouvick spotted a teddy bear! few words… few emotions.. few expressions.. some “gyan” on what we should and what we shouldnot and how our life entangles within its tentacles! Our desparation to free ourselves… to speak our mind, to speak our soul.. to do things which our heart wants… “love your life.. love your love..” (These are $ouvick words anyway)
a walk down the hills religiously holding Darjeeling in my heart, and few more words that perhaps is going to change my entire life..or atleast some part of it.(Sorry cant publish that here in the blog).
So… why did i name the post – Veiled – unveiled?
May be coz veiled had been the wish to wish any further… unveiled was the exuberance of Darjeeling… veiled was my innerself.. with a fear of being hurt… unveiled were the true emotions that might change my life… veiled was the fear of being read.. unveiled were the intensions.. veiled was myself… unveiled were my wishes…
You made me a philosopher…haan??..who delivers ‘gyan’ sort of things???..But yes Darjeeling has the ability to turn rock into water…& I’m just a normal human being.. could’t help it…
Nicely expressed post & dude to tell about the ’shy girl’.. She’s not for you not for anyone …she can be viewed only by my eyes… b’cause she is my ‘kalpana’….
Awesome pictures…Though I am from Siliguri but i never had “a chilled bear and a wish to fag” in darjeeling..i will definitely try that next time….
hmmm do try it…. that was the 1st n the last time i fagged! at too in the middle of the night…!