Learning. Living. Loving.

I have a bad habit: I don’t write much. There are so many instances that have been piling up my head to occupy space in this blog. But, then it requires absolute peace for me to write. The sad part is, the times when I have peace, I don’t have my laptop; while the most times I have my laptop I don’t have a peaceful mind. Tonight, I’m travelling from Nagpur to Mumbai. I cried after a long time. Going back to the place where I came to understand my dreams; possibly to make them true – Somehow! This is another experiment I’m doing with my life. An experiment that might fail or might succeed. How I love this uncertainty of life. I didn’t set out with a proper theme for this article to write, I’m going to blabber this time. Just put out thoughts running in my head. 

I love travelling. I love Mumbai. I moved to this city two months back and the excitement to move to a new place has turned into missing my home to an equal magnitude. I’ve done a whole lot of things in past – research work, teaching, entrepreneurship, what not! But now I’ve come down to this city of dreams to know something, understand the working of cosmos - by testing myself. The world is a beautiful place, you can only wonder about its vastness. There are some lines that I have written; but now deleted. 

 

There are some questions I want to answer and write about them soon. Before that fire cools down. One of them is about the online revolution; Are we more open and connected with people from all over the world or we have truly made ourselves distant from the people in the real world? I am in dual minds, but I prefer dealing with real people. There was this sentence I read somewhere, ‘It is better to have one real person to know in the world than to have a 1000 followers on twitter!’  This statement will be ironic to several people. 

Second, I wish to write about my travel experiences – One which I took from Jalna to Mumbai a couple of weeks ago. That was when I had to attend the marriage of my brother and while returning had a horrible experience of travel. For the first time in my life had slept in the luggage section of a train – enclosed in a 6*2*3 volume box for the night. Following day attending office in that aching state. The other travel is the recent one – Two nights back; from Mumbai to Nagpur – travelled in the sleeper coach after ages. High amount of struggle and shivering in the December cold. 

I want to write about my love of Physics and the places I want to go – on the top is – Space! Maybe Mars even someday. I have a dream like everyone does; the path is unknown, the journey unpredictable. And now realizing there is a lot of ‘I’ in this article. I sometimes feel a bit self-obsessed; but then the people I meet, interact with, take life lessons from me. A twenty-three year old guy! People say I have a lot of potential, that I am special, I never felt it to that magnitude as others exclaim. There are moments that define life for me; extracting life lessons out of most situations is my hobby. Stage is life for me. The most lessons I have learned I share it with people who show the requirement for it. For a person my age, I might be too philosophical. 

There is a very little part of life that has come to my vision, and there is so much to know. There is so much to learn. So much to grow. Explore. Live. Love. The way I’ve been treated by the people I am normally around; I feel like a celebrity. Not boasting, just a thought. There is a gap that needs to be filled by me. Well, there are so many gaps! Life is taking huge twists. I feel like the water droplet in the shimmering sea I look at each day during my lunch time. That drop, living in the huge endless sea, shines not by its own but by the reflection of the sunlight painting a magnificent picture.   

 

There is so much to do. So much to achieve. So many lives to live. But my time is limited. I have this feeling – that, that time allotted for me is too less. Well, I’ll leave you here. Wanting for more of me, asking me to write more, and pestering me so that I WILL. But I will end this with three words, I love to call this phase of my life –

Learning. Living. Loving.