You know that feeling. The feeling of utmost contentment on what has happen, yet a great degree of dissatisfaction at what is still left to be achieved. Well if you do, let me know. Hey! life is too short to linger over such philosophical undertones.
What with Barrack calling his citizens jackasses, Chelsea's deja vu season under Ancelotti(or is it still
Guss Hiddink?), the 2020 Champions League cricket(Go Mumbai Indians!!) about to explode on to your telly screens, my slow blogging, the next Wall Street film & the economic recovery(well if you believe them economists), the eternal glow on Craig Ferguson's face and me still wondering how wicked is Michael Holding's accent (commentate together we will, Mike. one day!!). Summer in Seattle is still glowing in my tan( yes we Indians tan too you cheeky racist basterds!) and what a blistering summer it was. Lackadaisical E. comes back, much delayed but with a bang (which will be at least better than the dross that was the Seattle firework display on 7/4).
Scribbling through the summer the different section of this blog, I could not help but wonder about the year that has gone by(and thereby completely contradicting my first few lines.ah well!!). Its been full of laughter, unscrupulous amount of alcohol, blurry sojourns to different cities(well atleast those that I remember. Somewhat!), untimely passes on girls, musical discoveries,rookie & immature moments aplenty and what not. In short, freshmen year.
It struck me during one of my numerous night time walks from Downtown Seattle back to the U, that this city is just the pinnacle of the modern world. A city manifested through the best that the 21st century has to offer tangibly and ,considering how steeped it is in its citizen's intellectual beliefs that each one of them is so proud of, intangibly. You add the magnificent natural beauty that engulfs it and you wonder if this is good as it gets. I maybe very well wrong, but it would not surprise me either if thats absolutely true. The point is that its very easy to be Seattled( I just made that up) i.e. reach such a comfort level within this city that the world just seems to begin and end from the Puget Sound to Lake Washington, except the occasional drunk trip to Vancouver BC . And its scary, as it maybe great for some NY big shot retired lawyer to spend his final days eating sea food in Bell Town. But for some impressionable 20 year old, its just seems limiting.But damn me if I let that limit my fun time is this city.
I am writing this sitting at my desk at home in Delhi (for once at a decent hour, its just 2 am) and at the end of a serene trip.And its been fantastic to say the least. And not just because of my annual pilgrimage to Bombay(The Worli Sea Link people!!) .But also due to level and the speed of change that is taking place around these parts. Little things like technology, the economy(depression. what depression!), the media, the cricket team and just everything has evolved so much. It has astonished me by how much I was taken aback by the changes that I have witnessed (considering I grew up here). Maybe its a transitional shock felt by all those who travel from a country in a state of recession to a country undergoing accelerated development. Yes, there are still droughts and families not getting even a meal a day.From Force India to the cattle class. Even a month experiencing such contradictions is an unbelievable learning and enriching experience. But Bombay people, Bombay!! (just had to say that)
Sophomore year starts soon and it cannot start sooner. And who knows with me being a year wiser and smarter, these blogs might be a lesser waste of your precious time. This fucked up yet enumerating journey continues .....
