The very thought of being in Delhi during Holi is quite enthralling. It is pleasantly coincidental to celebrate the festive of colors in Delhi after work took me away from India for 7 years.
Yesterday on my way to Connaught Place I realized I forgot my phone at home. In the world we live today the thought of separating from your phone makes you feel as if you are transposed to a world of isolation. Half nervous and half frustrated I hastily took a turn and invariably landed in the dense lanes of Lajpat Nagar. Totally unaware of what is going to happen next, I was welcomed with a strong splash of cold water. The lanes were crowded with forest of concrete structures. The water was pouring from all directions reincarnating the modern way of celebrating Holi. I committed two core mistakes that people often do in such situations: look up from my car to find the culprit and stand clampdown ( instead of rolling up the windows). Results were obvious - I was drenched more.
For momentarily I was flabbergasted but then I transformed myself to savor the moment - who knows how many years I need to wait again for this serendipity.
In the busy schedule we live in we always forget to cherish these small moments of joy and I surrendered myself to celebrate life.
About Me
- Shantanu Baruah
- I have the passion of writing and expressing my mind through blogs and poetry. I am also a thought leader and technologist with an entrepreneurship bend of mind.
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