The interesting thing about owning a poster of Bob Marley and getting it installed on your bedroom wall, is that it gives you a unlimited amount of perspective about the way you look at the world. Incidentally, powered by the one I love, the poster of jimi hendrix that adorns my bedroom wall has a mole (? I know you’re confused, don’t be) and yet, it looks as serene as any other marley-powered day. The presence of such lovable moles and other lovable elements in my life definitely makes my weekend worth looking forward to! And especially the rain drenched evenings, sans the wet clothes of course. Today was another such evening. Whilst the blessed and not-so-blessed spend time praying for those lost souls affected by Hurricane Helen at Andhra Pradesh, my trusted Bajaj Avenger took me through a less densely explored road this morning. The roads were wet as expected, and people on those roads were a lot more crazed out about the idea of driving through sensitive surfaces. Me too, to an extent. That particularly confusing stretch of roads connecting Sadanandnagar & Kalyannagar & The Outer RIng Road on Bangalore, presented itself in a new light today. I was trying to take my usual route when another bike appeared out of nowhere, blocking my way.
What followed, was a brilliant exposure towards the existence of Marley’s spirit, in some untouched corner. The world still believes in fair play, and that shows. That fellow biker crossed paths with me, and instead of a mouthing-off session like I would genuinely expect in the middle of this city, he gave me a thumbs up and the made peace sign with his palm. Now you tell me if that doesn’t make your day (grins)
Thought for the day : If your weekend was as powerfully seductive as mine, would you not be as eccentric as I am? But then again, love strikes in mysterious ways, right? Good night, All!