Wednesday, September 03, 2008

Cherry Tree

I wondered for a long lingering moment. My simple mind was searching the answer to one of the toughest questions of the mortal world. What is the most perfect thing in the world? My mind wandered through the alleys I had walked, the museums I had seen, the books I had read and the wonders of the new century that I had experienced. I stumbled upon the evasive answer in the myriad thoughts and memories, for me the most perfect thing is a cherry tree in blossom.

The sharp bend jerked me back to the reality. I was on the way to the airport, to the Bombay airport, about to leave my favourite city yet again. I didn’t like the idea of returning from the old muggy city, then as if a note from the past, the cabbie started playing an old cassette- the song was- unbelievably so- “eh dil hai mushkil jeena yahan, zara bachke zara hatke yeh hai Bombay meri jaan”.

2 comments:

Arjun said...

the cherry tree in full blossom.... simple... yet perfect!!

It's so difficult to define perfection. yet somewhere within - we all have some answer to that question.

Vishal said...

i really like you for you really liking Bombay !!

As they say: maut aur mumbai se koi wapas nahi aata :)

For someone who has stayed here for sometime, they say u can take that person out of Bombay but can never take Bombay out of that person !!

Cheer(leader)s !!! ;) sorry, cudn't resist !!