pushing it further

"I cant bank on anything .. i have none .. everyone has left we are just tryin to push it further .........."

Food isnt that inspiring but a necessaity, imagine chewing and chewing and chewing then swallowing and drinking till the stuff goes into your stomach ... and is grilled further defined by the digestion process! HUH! lots of processing man and so much time. Sometimes i think what if we could have pills we can survive on .. like the red and blue pills Morpheus handed to NEO in matrix. Awesome naa ... Heeee dont ever fantasize :( .... else u might be me .. with an aching and burning stomach ... doctors call it acidity!

Well, some stuff like the Veg Manchurian, Doughnuts, Choclates, Noodles are too exciting to keep your eyes and stomach meditating! haa haaaa ... i just pounce shamelessly hehehe

Hmm manchurian reminds of the filled roads towards Brindavan gardens, Mysore. Evenings used to be lonely and windy .. Standing at the hilltop with Bermudas and a Pepe is jst cool ... as the cold energitic wind just touches all parts of your body and its so relaxing (ALL PARTS !!!!) Ahha the wafers finish so fast and you got to run down fast to get another. People from extreme political borders and with varied ethinic values used to wave hands in response to my initiation ... Crazy but true bidding "bubbye to all travellers was great".

That was not all how i spent my evenings in Mysore after talking for the whole day to my kids.

Right at the bottom of the hill apprximately 10 yards away there used to be a small hotel. The travellers lounge, and they served nice Manchurian with hot fresh coffee. My frequent visits rather regular ones made me closer to the owner, an old experienced guy and we talked. Talked about everything ...

The way this man grew in Chennai .. went on to build a resturant ... a chain of resturants .. minting huge money .. agile and young enough to experiment ... spending money on Producing movies! .. producing a couple of music albums as well ... how he was ditched in business ... the way he had to wind up every damn thing .. sons leaving him away without a word to build families of their own. At the dusk of his life, looking back at how it all went .. he talked and talked .. pat my shoulders with the sun going down and moon rising up .. till the tea became cold ... "Do you need anything else sir .." - he asked. For some moments i was deeply into it travelling with him back in time building imaginary objects from his descriptive sentences; till this lady came in and said "hello .. how are you son?" She too has grown old but has been with him all time these years. No materials exchanged except a momentous smile and conversation yet to my surprise they loved the conversation ... They love to pat me .. so did i not to pat but to talk .... How their sons left them ... and never looked back ...

Their eyes didnt water rather shone with an energy ... an aspiration to move things further .. to nurture this hotel ... to expand this business even at 70's ... as the man said "... I cant bank on anything .. i have none .. everyone has left we are just tryin to push it further for we have to live an build on. God bless you son."

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