Einstein’s lessons on Flirting
Did Einstein ever stay anything on flirting?
A few months back, life was moving so fast that I never really got the time to think. The mounting backlog kept surging, and one fine day it just happened. I packed my bags and proclaimed to my mother, “ I am going on an introspection leave to Varanasi”
Silence
They were absorbing it, trying to gauge the veracity of my statement, based on my past records.
The goose pimples settled.
Sigh“.” ERJEHR JKERKEN KE JOJFKNMKLUKI FKJDLK KJTKEU “
Me too. Felt ditto. The way you are feeling after reading that.
In a nutshell it meant, I can’t go.
But why? ” You sure you want to go? Let me remind you that you are just twenty, know no one in that place, have not even far fledged acquaintances there, and alone“. Is everything ok?” but I want to be on my own for a week. I want to think about myself. “ Yeah, And Delhi is the worst place to do it right. You mean to say of all places, you choose that dingy rotting city?” I am mature enough to handle my self and handle those who come in my contact. And also, but, yeah.. keep you in my, just this once, but that was an year back, not calcutta, I know people there, I like the place, I don’t know anyone there”
The litany went on..
But I got my way somehow. I left. I was asked to think again at the station. One week is too long. Riots everywhere. Nothing is safe. People prying. Young girl, the world is a cruel place. We’ll go out, together. Promise. Just be here with me. I have no one else.
Bye mom. I love you. I mean it. but I love me too. Don’t worry.
I didn’t take any book or a writing pad with me. I had nothing to do during the journey. But yet a lot to do. I wanted to think about what was coming ahead. And I made a decision. I am not going to see any religious or famous places in the city for the sake of it. I won’t remember any names. I won’t look out for any pattern. I would not be too prudent. All my beliefs, my learning’s of the past twenty years, are lying dormant in Delhi. And I would be a new person, unlike myself, unlike any person I ever came in contact with. I’ll be free.
Don’t know how long the journey lasted. I had lost count with time also.
As I stepped down from the train, I dangled my college I card around my neck. It looked like I was the cynosure of all attention on the platform. A pair of jeans and a white shirt, were very striking contrasts to what they were used to seeing. I ignored the glances and came out. The air was stuffy with noises and breaths.
“It’s the best hotel mam. Its only next to the Taj, and off season, we’ll give you a 70% discount.” Ok, I’ll pay you 25%, I m in. man, I was talking business.
I didn’t like the hotel. The novelty of the city was hidden behind the artificial scape of the hotel. I moved out to something more original. More in the city. more ruff. More less sophisticated.
It was afternoon. Could I dare to go out at the most irritating time, both to my mood and body? I did. I had no specific aim. I walked for four miles on the busy roads. I wasn’t getting tired. I walked more and kept walking. It was night when I came back.
Next day was spent in a village like suburb. There goes my white nike” hey, you are not to be like this. Come back. Ok.. a cow, looks dirty, may be hasn’t bathed in the last five years, wow! Feels nice to touch. More strokes of affection. Products of same creation, and yet so aloof, both. My strokes were the only way through which I could communicate to her. Not again. People looking at me. who cares.
“why don’t you use contraceptives. Eight kids. How would you educate them?” I was talking to ammaji. NGOs need to come and spread sex education here. can’t I stop interfering in their lives. Watch out I warned my self.
The night came. Two days gone. I wanted to see my home. After four cups of coffee I went to sleep at nine in morning. In the evening, I changed to a typical Indian ethnic dress, and was guided to a happening temple. Jam packed. Colors and lights everywhere. Gelling with the dark black night. They were celebrating some day. I sat there till early morning.
It had been three days, and I had survived without thinking.
Four more days passed. Why was I here? Why am I not doing what I am supposed to be doing? Four months out of college, and yet no direction. Nothing was falling in place. But I was at peace. I was unlearning everything about this cruel world. I was being loved at a place where I was a stranger. I loved it too.
Days keep passing, and I don’t care. But why am I so happy. I am in an euphoric state. And a thought crops up, is this sin? To be happy, without any reason? Do I need reasons to defend myself always? Questions were bombarding with every blink of eye. The answers were coming sometimes. But they were not thought of. Life is what happens when you are busy making plans and thinking. I didn’t wanted that to happen to me. I wanted to control this moment. and every moment in my life, even if nothing was merging towards a common end. I wanted all ends to be my choice, good or bad. I made that choice and came back home after six days.
What stayed with you?
A line that lingered, a feeling, a disagreement. Great comments are as valuable as the original piece.
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hey, innovative idea...luring titles and diff bodies... like it... the einstein one is better [ Reply to this ]
Very honest article. Dont quite get where the title fits in though. [ Reply to this ]
hi , here r some quests for u... woud u hav read it had the title been " an ordeal in futility" or "escape to varanasi"? purpose, the title and body always in alignment, but wen not, the person tries digging into the meaning even hader to see where the title fits it.the result, if the title is of his interest, then he is always more enthu abt reading it and finding that meaning.. and so, sometimes he does end up touching that meaning..and understandigng things in the same way as the writer intended to at first place adios [ Reply to this ]
And at the end the reader might leave with a bad taste in the mouth - having been almost tricked into reading some stuff. Now I'm not saying I didn't like your stuff - far from it - I think it was original, I knew it was honest - so why fall for the cheap gimmick and ruin the show? Anyway I wish you have more strength in future to be courageous of who you are and what you want to say - for I feel that you are almost there! [ Reply to this ]
dear Kreep, never judge a book by its cover. I am sorry if I enticed u to reading that. But does the fact that things hav been done in a particular way for a long time, justifies why they shd still be done in the same way? Answer this for me� and thanx for that crucial insight ( who I m and wat I want to say). I�ll keep it in mind always. Take care [ Reply to this ]
dear Kreep, never judge a book by its cover. I am sorry if I enticed u to reading that. But does the fact that things hav been done in a particular way for a long time, justifies why they shd still be done in the same way? Answer this for me� and thanx for that crucial insight ( who I m and wat I want to say). I�ll keep it in mind always. Take care [ Reply to this ]
You're right. I might not have read it had the title been "an ordeal in futility" or some such thing. But then the question you need to ask yourself is that what was your motivation behind writing this article and putting it up on this site. Was it to get the maximum number of people to read your article and think that you are some great thinker or was it to share your thoughts and your feelings with someone who would understand them or was it something else. Once you answer that question, I have a feeling that we wouldn't need to argue this. :-) [ Reply to this ]
Dear anonymous.. Yes I wanted maximum, the max no. of ppl to read this article. Since the population was large, the no. of ppl understanding it [ like u :- ) ] went up( even if it was only 2) . And about that �smthg else�, I myself have not figured it out yet. Hope I have answered u, after having answered myself And I liked ur composition more than anything I hav read in the last few years. Have put up a print of it on the clipping board too. [ Reply to this ]
:-) I should have known better than to argue with you. Its just that a dishonest title stands out against a very honest article. But to each her own! and Thanks once again. [ Reply to this ]
with the speed at which u r inundating my mail box, i think i shd hav known better than to argue with u.. i'll be careful in future abt the dishonesty of my titles.. [ Reply to this ]
Dear live2read, if u post messages after 12 days of my having replied to them, they woud lose their context and my friends here mite end up misunderstanding the message. i thought u woud make up for them by a mail to the person for whom the reply was intended. thanx ishita [ Reply to this ]
Hey Ishita The only reason we put these comments in was because we noticed your comment about having lost a couple of comments in another posting. Unfortunately - not everyone here leaves an email - and those who do might not be leaving a working email - thats why we use emails only for notifying people that some one has commented on their posting and they can choose to post again. We apologize for the "out of context" messages - do you want us to take these off the site? [ Reply to this ]
yeh kya ho raha hain? chal kam se kam ab kuch toh samajh me ata hain.college me to uper se chala jaata tha.gal ye thi ki, maine socha ki bandhi flirting ke uper kuch likh rahin hain toh chalo phir pataoon;) par jub padha toh toh khyaal ayya. tu nahin sudhregi. life has to move towards something. don't puzzle your self with those questions. did u write this while travelling on ur way back? mail me, i think we need to talk. [ Reply to this ]
hi dear, i think i wrote a reply to u, but i got disconnected while sending it. so here it comes again.. no, i wrote this on the nite i came back.. ok, I won�t puzzle myself with those questions, provided u give me a reason solid enuf not to do that. and yaa.. thanx for that eye opener on me!! uknowme [ Reply to this ]
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There are 2 major flaws in this. firstly, since you started on a descriptive note, you should have continued it till the very end, describing your journey through all those 6 days. secondaly. the title. you can't go around making your own codes for writing now. rest is just fine. [ Reply to this ]
thanx for letting me know the flaws, with such sincerity. would keep them in mind. [ Reply to this ]
hey lady.. bad tactic indeed.. if u r a writer of quality stuff n u want to do ur own thing etc etc as u claim u ought to hv better things to do in life n then attract people with titles that have nothing to do with the content of the article if u still don't understand let me give u an insight of the way the system works. As a reader I want to read articles of a particular kind (lets say humour) n your title suggests that you have got something that matches my taste and when I do read the stuff I find that its nothing but a gimmick by someone to attract eye balls and to make things worse she claims that she likes to do her own thing Considering you age and maturity i might discount this because you just seem to be a teenager looking for your own place under the sun Good writing like this ought to make you confident that what you write is worthy of reading even without such tricks . All the best for you future efforts [ Reply to this ]
thanx for letting me know the flaws, with such sincerity. would keep them in mind. [ Reply to this ]
Besides keeping a supposedly 'attractive' although irrelevant title, I guess your next pursuit is to post your comments twice in order to gain more popularity for your article. After all it says now 16 comments doesnt it? Perhaps we should take a lesson or two on popularity from you, eh? Keep Writing! [ Reply to this ]
dear gursimran, do u really think so? well. its jus that every time i tried to sent it, i got discoonected and so had to send i t back again. and besides, if u woud hav mailed directly, this comment woudn't hav got added too :-) [ Reply to this ]
Ishita, I did not speak my mind coz I have a problem with the no. of comments or anything even remotely like that. I was just commenting on it since I considered and still do consider it as a popularity gimmick. And definitely I would've wanted this comment to appear under your article - so that all of us should take inspiration from your smarts (?) Keep Writing! [ Reply to this ]
woohoo, battle of the borough bitches. [ Reply to this ]
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