Live life unconditionally!

Are you getting the euphemism, kid? Asked the hot summer breeze and the very next day the rain sledgehammers it and completely terminates the unpleasant feeling. The monsoon in Mumbai is started in full swing and has a romantic charm to it, but who gives a hoot about romance? For me my boys in my monsoon are a lot like Pink Floyd’s “the happiest days of lives”, and that’s because we live it to the fullest. We start the day with football, then take a dip in the pond behind our society, followed by some hot, lip-smacking bites at the bakery beside the church. The potato munchies with a dash of fenugreek sprinkling, dipped in tamarind sauce is titillating the taste buds to take a stairway to heaven and never come back. To sum it up a rainy Sunday is action-packed and nothing less than a Full Monty! However, I was clueless and had to call it day when the rain gods seem to be getting high on some next level smack, and won’t call it a day until the transport isn’t completely jacked up. As much as it may feel pleasant to be holed up indoors, causing severe infatuation to the senses, the paranoia outdoors is limitless. While returning back home, what I say completely changed my way of thinking and broadened my perspective of looking at life. Not carrying about the heavy showers comes a reverberating sound of growling Harleys and we see a group of magnificent men and their flying machines riding along the streets with pure gratification and enjoying the cold drops with merriment and gaiety.
By looking at the group of friends riding effortlessly and enjoying every bit of cloudburst it gave me a contrary vision about life. It made me believe sometimes the best thing you can do is not think, not wonder, not imagine, and not obsess. Just breathe and enjoy life today because in the end we only regret the chances we missed.