Something..
Something that inspires invention.
Something that makes Edison or Ford your idols.
Something that makes you ask why we can bring things to life but not people.
Something that inclines you musically.
Something that makes you want to listen to your favourite Rehman or Floyd song.
Something that makes you wonder if you can play that song using that table in front of you as percussion.
Something that makes you nostalgic.
Something that makes you want to have mom's food and cling on to dad on your way to school.
Something that makes you wonder if there are He-man or Dekh Bhai Dekh episodes on Youtube.
Something that makes you happy.
Something that makes you laugh out loud.
Something that makes you wonder if we as kids used little spoons, do Chinese kids use toothpicks?
Something that makes you want to give.
Something that tells you about the kids in Darfur and cringe.
Something that enables you to improve your vocab and feed hungry people at the same time (www.freerice.com)
..And so..I think..
A trip back home always floods me with memories..comparisons..
5 things that I never want to change..and haven't
-- Overflowing local trains always with room for more.
-- Friendships and relationships.
-- People on the streets, people on trees, people in the gardens, people in shops, people in the gym, people at the movies, people at the beach, people in temples, people in churches, people in mosques
-- Doctor's bills for less than the price of an American meal.
-- Fifteen samosas for less than two dollars.
Joy in the littlest of things..
5 things that I wish would have changed..but haven't
-- Road sense which makes a simple commute no less adventurous than the world's most dangerous rollercoaster ride.
-- Indian news channels missing the point. Soaps which have no point.
-- Being able to wake up, brush, shower, eat lunch, wash plates, clean the room, do grocery and yell obscenities for six minutes all in the time it takes for a webpage to open.
-- Rickshaw wallahs being rude and denying senior citizens rides.
-- Men short enough to pick your pocket and tall enough to have their oily sweaty heads as close to your nose as possible in overcrowded buses.
And then ofcourse..there are bigger problems..
