Tuesday, March 25, 2014

I am grateful that I have created this blog. I have not written here for over two years now. Still, it is here. It was here. If I had not noticed it for one more year, it would still be here. That is the thing with accomplishments, and sometimes achievements. If I have lost everything, I still have those. If no one knows them, I still know. If no one believes them, I still know them to be true. In a train journey across India, a journey that takes more than 36 hours, and a journey- in which, I am all by myself; when I wake up in the middle of the night, and my body keeps moving with the motion of the train, when the air coming out from the air-cooler is unbearably cold, when I feel the need for another blanket, when I am alone and very alone, when I see the fleeting glances of calm villages, when the stars shine and when there are only dry barren lands on both sides of the tracks, my accomplishments are still with me. It is a great feeling.