Insights & Instincts

(Part 2) This chapter has been written by my friend Drashti Wani. Thank you so much Drashti for this. I had no idea this can be lead somewhere. Now I'm working to the third and the final installment. to view the first chapter click here. “I am sorry I am late”, she busted out, for a moment made all those people in the cafe look at her with bizarre expression. I was reading a beautiful article about Mr. Sachin Tendulkar, which someone had shared on my Whatsaap. All throughout my life, I have been a die hard Sachin Fan.   I looked up. She was standing right there in front of me, somehow managing to assemble the tons of shopping bag she carried with her. It was our third meet, in the same Santosh cafe.  We were supposed to meet at 5:00 pm, but as I looked at my watch it was almost six. “You are loud” I said, trying to escape the embarrassment. She gave me a tough gesture of how stupid it was of me to not stand up and help her with her bags. I was about to stand u...

The railway station was bustling as usual. Coolies in their everyday red shirt and white bottoms, gathered around me offering or literally begging to help me lift the thirty pound bag pack I was carrying. I carried heavy bags all around Japan just like that! Strong shoulders I have, I thought, turning all of them down, flaunting my imaginary biceps. As soon as the train arrived, people started running here and there lifting their bags and suitcases, pushing me over as if it was the last train available and they’d die if they don’t catch it! Huh! I always have and will keep hating the sun. Okay so what it gives us life? It also ensures to take it away by harassing us with the 40 degree Celsius temperature; which is why I prefer travelling in the early mornings if using public transport. But I am not the only smart guy in the world who fancies travelling in mornings. There are other people.  Too many people. The train was packed. Like a subway sandwich; veggies almost ...