Walking Kaleidoscope

02-Oct-2013 So here I am, sitting in THE most expensive area in the world, overlooking Manhattan towers and observing the place called New York City. Well, to start with, this is not a place for romantics. It is cut throat, it is more real and probably the most advanced version of Urban Metropolis Life. Went to the Battery Park Harbour riverfront area.  Unlike most harbour areas that I have seen (In S’pore and in South Africa) this is not all about rest, relaxation and party. The area is  ingrained as a lifestyle in the people of this city. People take subways to jog in the waterfront, there are cyclists, baby strollers, skaters, commuters, office goers..this is a REAL place. Unlike most touristy locations which try to give you a surreal feeling of existing in a make believe world..New York so far keeps reminding me of reality…maybe that is the beauty of the place or maybe that is the irony of it. Next in line was Times Square. Well the world doesn't lie when it says

The Magic of Rains - While every season has its own charm, there is still something mystical about rains. It evokes memories. Maybe its got something to do with the fluidity of water.. Am yet to come across someone who does not have a memory associated with rains..and most of them would have memories of every stage of their life.  Today while I was travelling to work in my car  I suddenly realised that how much I miss the auto rides to work. Somehow in the openness of that auto, I had total access to rains. In my car, while I can see the rains..the rains dont touch me. I put my hands out of the window to feel those tiny drops and I can suddenly feel the life coming back to me..I suddenly feel alive..all senses awakened. In that moment, I forget everything that is there or could be there or is not there in my life. The moment is just me feeling those rain drops falling on my palms and the regular tic tac toe dance of the raindrops. And then I look out at the kid walking on the road.