#backpackyourcity

how to backpack th city you livein ? 

or was it known as picnic in olde' english ?  

how to have a nearly perfect day holiday?( more on perfection later )

i live in large city, by the sea, with a 200 year old history, 

if not more ... and villagers ... since thousands of years, 

various communities live here, it is a city of dreams, 

there are too many facets, iam .. just ... thankfully glad to be .. here ..  

in beautifull weather.

you first start with :  

ssssing on the bussess/ trrainnsss 

mostly i have had some truly mind boggling results 

now i am no singer. 

far far far from it.

im plaienei zestfullL 

i love to sing 

cos it's ofcourse easier than playing instruments, 

who needs more outside work and perhaps a more disciplined approach as such?!

singing is natural soft personal internal 

and voice! 

is here anyz more beautifull than live voiceof folks'.

i sing in my own ragas .. 

ihave no singing voice

little classical practice would have helped me 

but its long past 

iam slow 

when my freInds or fMaily hear me sing other people's songs,

( whgich are the only ones i can sing@! as i am no song writer .. ) 

they are offended 

ialter a few words here and there to suit my needs

ialter para's

i sing mostly when it is not much expected.   

which offends the gathering mostly 

i sing thereby originally    

asmuh asit comes to me 

i just like songs..  

ihave been singing in public transports since education..

how tiresome and nearly death this experince in bombay is. 

why whould'nt ? you do something to be happier ?

iask permissions sometimes, mostly from ladies.   

ising bhajans, few rock para;s and mostly melodies in indian languages 

i have no range in voice

no low level sscale, wich must bemostly difficult to achieve anyway  

girls on general class join me usually 

they are happy to hear 

something touches them so much.

some shift seats  

to come and sit near me 

we discuss 

they tell about themselves 

most intimate ones. 

" i just lost my dad."

 " idon't have any internal female organs"

" you should sing more , who ? won't let you ? you should go to indian idol." 

(i get toldin jest , iadd in jest) 

when you sing in an ac bus   

everyone is caught  in their day jobs 

posh girls in the front cannot believe i am doing this 

smirky smiles to eac other 

lady, your smile incidentally enough ismaking my day, 

men are receptive 

people who know silence, sometimes your neighbours, are raised to stunned awareness 

1female channels audiente' 

it is about connection anyway 

you catch an auto 

he guides you differently on your day 

mostly you chat with these blokes 

most are migrants from up 

most have double degrees 

most are brahmins

they are here to battle poverty 

and many relate nicely to me 

drivers usually have an energy about them in any case  

how else to drive?

it is about travelling together anyway 

you do juhu today

no visit in juhu goes without noticing amitabh's bungalow

just as -when in bandstand, on mannat of shahrukh   

isckon temple first assuggested and noted  

dance to wondrous krishna music 

connect to guru n lord 

recieve lord's crown's blessings

accidentally sit next to ratanrajput 

she helps you on physical, spiritual and friendly planes  

eat happy an wholesome

noticeplentykidsfrolicking  

no you don;t buy 

great jie 

( gita ji , sorry!!!! shivam kshamoham!) 

as one writes essay in adolescence on krishu, tapaoed from dad, 

and wins great jie anyway 

later you go overboard with your hindu pals 

on some overly descriptive dramatic hindu temple of all shrines 

smile and scenery f seven eight floors

with an elevator no less. 

now i am neither a great hero worshipper nor star follower 

i strive 

what i know is.light is trasmittable. 

it is conductive, convective and radiative  

you can reflect your own true shine without doubt.

you feel space 

asan architect 

that suspended lightness and openness between all that is constructed amidst everything else

where life dwells 

you wlk to the beach

memories of 5 year old girl comes back 

you remember, you are still the same 

you play in the ultra dirty water, although 

your mind of nature lover is angry 

you know this has been a busiest peninsular waters since 4/5 hundred years 

but why can;t we make better care > 

you wear blossoming patti leaf green whic is green n yello and ice green which is muted shimmer  

you walk upto boys playing beach box cricket

you go and be audience

after their hooting,when they realise, 

they are happy beyond words! 

they suggest you join them

you blush 

more manuhar, you join 

they are some mixed ethnicities 

south indians and nepalis is my guess 

you play well as as result of practicing mastie with bros

iam so happy :-)

you carry certain paraphernalia , 

as should if you were travelling long journey, 

this is necessary in my city.   

mostly a dupaata sees you through 

if you cover your head too.most times its helpful. 

yes it ain't all that sexy, 

but this is little price to pay for the

maxi freedom you recieve in return 

of being alone on a picnic

you get asked are you hindu?

what will i have to do to ?  

wear saris? 

though you admire ladies with 

dancing skirts of their saris 

on perfection, 

it is a wonderament of the sad order 

how many get it wrong?

what is perfection ?

perfect would mostly mean complete.  

only yin and yang diagram is perfect. period. 

after that we are all the dancing bits and baubles of it 

things are perfect.not people. 

situations which r mostly work related are perfect

personally ... perfection isa drawn out concept 

god is perfect perhaps , 

maybe even hes not 

he is a cool buddy 

au naturale au rhythmic  

why worry so much be stuffy be held up be tight all the time 

it is beacause most of us operate on our little selves, we hurt each other too much, 

noneof us r accomplished to accept each other as we are 

we want everyone to do according to me,and 

they want me to do according to them 

this is the root cause of all disrespect  

anything that starts going from playfull to preachy is my nitemare 

i collect shells and burn feet 

feel the cool breeze and burning afternoon sun 

chase the horizontal as always 

i had too much fun!!!!!!! 

anyways!!!!!!!!!