Sunset...

While having a cup of coffee in our balcony and relaxing after a long day. The view here is magnificent. Huge mountains from all direction. Hell lot of urbanization visible. As far as your naked eyes can see you will find huge infrastructure, mountains and blue sky with white clouds. Cool air brushes my hairs and make it messy. It’s cold in here but not yet cold as per Pune’s standards.

Today brings glimpses of winter with its gloomy blue sky with white clouds and silver line. I need more chilled out atmosphere so that I cuddle up in my favourite blanket and have hot steaming Maggie and read one of those romantic novel. I am born lazy. Whereas this weather makes me lazier.

Gradually as I sip my coffee the blue skies gushed into crimson orange and grey clouds. As my coffee reduced to half clouds turned darker grey with orange reddish sky. Never seen such a combination as such in this digital world. It seems as feel cold lava is released in the air. Weightless lava obviously, LOL.

Seeing this perfect evening the photographer inside me woke up. Took few snaps of sky and clouds.

Each day a new stuff, new development surprises me. A sunset can be so beautiful from home itself has never be in my fate till I came Pune. Thanks Pune for this alluring Sunset.

Later in the late evening it showered heavily. Making atmosphere colder. Nonstop rain. Rains in winter is like a special treat without any intentions to celebrate. My Beloved season, rainy season. Perfect to what I needed. Maggie, blanket, romantic novel and cuddle up. Wink.

Goodbye to Nagpur

I am going to leave this city, again. Nagpur. I have spent 10 years at a stretch in this place. 10 years, woo! More over my grandparents use to live here so I am in touch with Nagpur since I was a baby and till now while I had my baby in the same place 6months ago. Since childhood my parents, cousins, aunts, uncles use to reunite here at my grandparents’ house every year till the time my Aba (grandpa) sold out his house. It was quite fun her. My Aba's other six brothers also use to live in the same apartment in different flats. Making ‘killa’( sand house ), eating candies, having homemade ice gola, every one sleeping on terrace under the sky full of stars and moon and endless stuff to eat made by my Aji (Grandmother). Childhood days.

Later on when I was in 7th standard I came here as my mother got a transferred to Indira Gandhi Government Medical College & Hospital College, Nagpur as Associate Professor. At this phase I started hating this place. It ruined my entire friend's circle specially my best friend Megha, Best brother Shailesh Dada and my comfort zone back in Yavatmal till the time I got introduced to my best best buddy Shilpa. And life again started rolling...turned out that I had friends group of four Shilpa, Enakshi and Ashwini. All BBF of school days. Still in touch. Someone once told me that if you have someone as a friend for seven years then that friendship remains permanent. And thank god. It’s still permanent. Collage life was even more entertaining because of people like Devi (Devyani), Tandori (Snehal), Snehal Joshi, Smita, Dhamankar (Sneha), Shree, Gayatri, Kalupari (Sonali) and others. Who made me believe in friendship and made it my dharma, my religion.

Nagpur is the place where I had been shower with my parents love. Their unconditional love. Parents Love for their children is never realized unless we ourselves are parents. Trust me on this. Their love, their silent care(mostly treat as unwanted interference),their anger, their expectations, their fear for our safety, each and every aspect of our parents love is better understood when we enter into the new age of parenthood. Really blessed are those people who have experienced parenthood and super blessed are those who have experienced parents love.

Nagpur is where I fell in love with my soul mate, my husband. It’s said you will get what you are destined for. Well I will say sometimes you have to fight back to bring someone in your destiny. Falling in love with someone is very easy but holding that person's hand with all the odds of life is difficult. Falling is easy standing back again after a failure is what we call as life. Needs hell lots of guts.

Here is where I got admission to Engineering College and complete degree. Also got placement in second company which visited our collage. My career started from here. Two days I can’t forget. One when I got admission to G. H Raisoni Collage of Engineering, Nagpur. Two when I got place to HCL Technologies. Somehow I didn't joined it. I entered into the world of business. Entrepreneurship.

Most special one is when I got converted from a lady to a mother. Tanishqa, my daughter, love of my life, center of my gravity. Starting from her first heart beat in that ultra sound machine till she turns 6 months two days back. From her size 7.8mm till her height of 60 cm and weight of 6.2kg. Everything about her I experienced about her in this place.

Nagpur….What not I have felt in this city. Leaving it again is very painful. Each and every ‘galli’ (street) reminds some different story, different memories. These all small little stories I am taking down with me. Will keep them safe. In my heart. As days to depart is approaching my anxiety is increasing. My heart is sinking at a faster rate. Leaving my parents, friends and everything back here and shifting to new City is like a huge burden for me. Leaving behind all types of love experienced behind is always difficult.

Is time is really moving fast or it has slowed down its speed?

Actually I want time to hold on for a while before leaving. I want to feel life more. But time being time will wait for none. It’s we who have to adjust with time.