On my mind

Being in an airport or a railway station is a beautiful experience. When I look around it feels so amazing that all those people with so many different backgrounds, so many different stories have reached the airport by different means , are travelling for different reasons..and at that moment all expecting the same thing..to board the flight and safely get down.  On my last journey I had my flight from Rajiv gandhi  Intl Airport ,Hyderabad to IGI Delhi. I was carrying a book by Anita Desai, Voices in the city. But was I reading my book? Well, hardly so..i was busy reading people. The Hyderabad Airport crowd was so normal..nothing flashy  unlike the Delhi airport where the moment you land you see chicks with artificially straightened hair ,flashy makeup.  Makes you feel as if you are a part of a third world country within a third world country. I had a print of my ticket and after I got my boarding pass, I folded the ticket A4 sheets in folds and wrote few things whi...

And my Laptop harddisk was full again ..phew! I had to free some memory. It was an exercise very similar like last time. Goal : Go through the  folders and figure out what to delete. I found  videos that I downloaded from Facebook or youtube , was awestruck by them momentarily but neva gave them a second look. Deleting them was a bit hard….what if I wanna watch this again? Aah that belly dance is awesome ..i donn waana delete thaaat. Huh..after few tuff calls I was able to delete few though.  There were ebooks ..gosh loads of them..and there were ebook narrations..One about Tea'ism of China . I remember I slept listening to that narration once ..aah that voice was so soothing.  I had 400 mb of narration of Jane Eyre !! M so stupid I thought..book narration will only come handy when I totally loose my eyesight and still wanna read a book …feel a story..live a stranger's Life. And there were wallpapers..shift +delete for them straightaway , I can always go to Nation...