October 13, 2005
a friend was recently sharing a tragic observation he had made. During his college days, he used to love music and he scrimped and saved to get a walkman for about 1000 rs.but he cherished his moments with Madan Mohan and others through that chotta dabba.Life has seen him scale great heights in his career and he is on the very high side of the personal networth charts.Between him and his wife there are few things that they cannot afford. He actually has some of the best audio systems at various locations across the city and abroad that he has managed to acquire for himself.
But, something inside him which used to respond to Madan Mohan et al is not ticking anymore..
sad but true....a very high price has been paid by him ......in preparing to live some day, he has lost the moment....
similarly, the head of a family plans a long overdue holiday...appropriate brochures collected..bookings made....the family heads for Kanyakumari. The brochure talks of the lovely sunrise that can be seen from there.The hotel staff wakes up the family for teh celestial appointment.
The sun does not disappoint..it arrives on schedule...but where is that moment of awe....dryness within..death of the capacity to enjoy the sun's majestic rise....However, the pretenses have to be kept up..the brochure says it has to be enjoyed....so everyone talks about it....it is the social protocol...
Where is the life we have lost in living?