Am sitting far away from home.
How far?
About 11,500 km. Hmm.. about 15 hours of flying time.
Too far..
But yet, I feel as if I just turn around and speak something to the person sitting next to me in the bus, he would understand and respond to me in Hindi. As if this bus would drop me at the stop and I could just walk it to band-stand. As if at the next corner, I would see a chai wallah brewing tea and pouring it out in those small glasses. Why, I wonder?
It is the sun. The nearness to it. Actually, to be technically correct, it is the incline of the earth that now makes it just lean a bit closer to the ball of fire. Whatever it takes, the change is profound and long needed. As if the earth, asleep shrouded in a white blanket, is waking up.
It is so hard to even imagine that about just a month ago, I was in 4 layers of clothing, looking outside from the window of the same bus and nothing but bleak, forlorn, snow-laden trees. Cold getting to Colder.
But look at me now, dressed in a tee, I feel as if the winter is tale from the past. Long gone.Long forgotten.
Well, I know it is not home. The guy next to me wont reply in hindi. Band-stand and the chai shop are asleep. But yet, just a small tilt towards the sun and am already halfway across the world, imagining it here..Ah! the wonders of the sun. What power!!
