Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Travel Diary 1 - Hey !!! I cut footloose & a vagabond on probation ( much planned by me since my late teens) ! Finally at the age of 40 !!!! Hurray !!

Finally the epitaph of my rotting marriage was written three months back, though the aftershocks which I received and am continuing to receive, are only helping me forget my moron relationship. So finally I decided to give it a shot, whats going to occupy me for rest of my life, roaming around and watching different type of people ( no places, no nature, just people; beautiful the better.)


Sounds bizarre?? Yes there was and is lots of sadness over getting over a wedlock, but ironically its not the breaking of the marri causing the discomfort, my marri was a disaster waiting to happen since the day one, but very painful is again my very own family getting into a cocoon encompassing & comprising the happy, and want to remain happy members of the family. Like my sad broken affair, alone days in Kol and later miscellaneous court battles at MP. I just wish, pray and hope " To Hell & Back" the semi fictional novel conceived by me, based upon the situations of 1999-2005 do not come back as "To Hell & Back" - Part 2.


I wanted to write a lot. The backdrop behind bag packing and pushing off to Ahemdabad-Delhi--Haridwar-Gangotri-Hardwar-Yamunotri-Haridwar-Rishikesh-Nainital-Mussorie and much further trip. Lots of trekking etc. But have said a lot above. Only extremely mentionable is my extremely welcome completion with my cousin elder brother Rajesh, outside the very residence of a big M.P.'s house we were putting up at Delhi.

Rajesh is truly an intellectual, a great guide, teacher to me, very successful Media Relations person, functions out of Mumbai and all major cities of the country. If not anything else I have made him my role model in interacting with people of all & sundry level, maturely handling situations and managing money. He is also eccentric, autocratic and curt. We had a miserable episode in 2000 outside his Parel office in Mumbai, which was boiling within me, without my or his knowledge. Came out in form of blissful tears. He was there standing tall, mature to let the completion take place. My family angle also brought lots of tears out in the car much to the surprise of the driver and Delhi office head Devendra, but none in my family will get into a meaningful dialouge to complete with each other. Once the marri debacle will be fully over, my phone will start ringing again; past experience.


Sorry Landmark Forum friends mentioning all wrong things which are not expected out of a devout Landmark Graduate.


Post this visiting Hazrat Nizammudin Saheb Aulia's dargah and offering prayers was extremely tranquil.


For the friends who have been asking " Kab lautoge" ( When will you return back?). The answer remains "don't know".


To pen this took lots of courage and has been inspired by some of my learned friends who write their heart out, when they want too. Next time onwards only pictu