The sun has left an orange hue in the returning sky. My playlist plays a beautiful song by Asha Bhonsale that describes the beauty of a same evening in another land- in Gokul. I have no idea how this song got on my phone. But it sets the scene beautifully. It also touches me deep because my mind has continuously been occupied by Meerabai who would deeply crave this evening too. I wonder if I, someone whose life holds the importance of the feeling 'love' so much will ever be able to understand even a minute of Meerabai's love. The thought scares me.
You'll be happy to know that I completed book 2 of Gujju. I was walking with my friend Mashumi today. Mashumi is Varun's soulmate. Not the romantiv kind though.
So Mashumi suddenly asks me if I have started craving more acceptance now. In a way this makes me feel good. Because you know the truth? Ever since I have come back I have broken free of any kind of need for social acceptance at all. And I not only feel loved, but am also feeling a great deal of acceptance too.
Mashumi says she's scared of me sometimes because she doesn't know what colour I am. I don't either and honestly, I don't want to know either.
But the evening is red, definitely. The orange of the sky has turned a deep crimson as black of the dark sets to conquer. The city is on a red alert and there are police everywhere. And as I begin to take my headphones off, "Laal Ishq" begins to play...
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