The urge to express the strong emotions invoked by a few unexpected events has taken over my indolence which had me procrastinating my return to blogs (huh..!!)
Life sucks; yesterday wasn’t any different, it only manifested itself with a renewed freshness. After 40 hours of tired insomnia, sleep wouldn’t come. The disappointments of the past few weeks had ensured that. Tired and sick, I started out on a long indefinite walk. How long and how far, I did not know.. All I had was my thoughts to mull over and of course, my little bug (canon SX10 IS).
Not wanting to worry my already tired psyche with the drudges of deciding my direction, I just let my feet use their brains (or was it my own genius slided down to them??). Not surprisingly, I soon realized I was headed in the familiar direction of the Necklace road. Tank bund, the third most beautiful place in Hyderabad, for me, was welcomingly warm (yes… even literally, it being 4 in the evening)
It had been a long time since I had gone there. Actually it had been a long, long time since I had actually taken a walk, I realized. Ever since I had graduated from using the company provided cab to my own bike (the reasons for which will come another day), I had become too lazy to walk. I had been procrastinating my walks, just the way I been procrastinating my blogs. Not any more(or so I hope..)
My boulevard of broken dreams, as always, had quite a few things in store for me..
Disappointment soon struck when I saw how wreaked the place looked. I knew there was some work going on but I did not realize the kind of ruin it had caused to that part of the city. There were huge long pits dug up, kids cycling in one of them, women washing clothes in the water accumulated in the other... what next? The commies planting their flags demanding these pits be allocated to the poor and homeless?? I hope not.
It was then I saw, two of them.. Continued..