abholi
after a long, i write about gargi, kiran and tasmai. to some endless travel, on endless stretches back and forth, day and night, i chose to write on abholi. Amer to fateh sagar, pichola to inner circle connaught place, terminals to terminal, via rani kamplapati, military station bhopal, daultabad, faiz ahmed faiz, faisal bhai, aurangabadi musafir to juna bazar. life lately performed average in psychology tests, poor to very poor in group series tasks at services selection board. more i remember is ages awaited meet, sunder nursery photographs, evenings in hashrey, cafe कला, janpath, you what a beauty. before three hundred kilometres, we wait for a cup of tea, sugar rush. its already nineteen hundred hours, we stopped for morning breakfast at seven. we are at a hundred kilometres per hour now, life is at four x speed. at four x i entered abholi. kiran, civil engineering student of ninettees introduces me to his home, as i walk, it is already dark, tasmai with his cat tries sneaking...
