life in general

the first two hours

I have been meaning to write for a long time. To share the many interesting two hours I have had in my life and continue to do so. Some people drift through their entire life. They do it one day at a time, one week at a time, one month at a time. It happens so gradually they are unaware of how their lives are slipping away until it’s too late.
I do believe it is not the years in your life but the life in your years that counts. Like the time I saw the first Broadway musical in NYC. It was “Dirty Rotten Scoundrels”- the movie version of which I had seen at least thrice. But the two hours (well, not exactly, but little over!!) I spent experiencing the show seem so surreal. The show itself was no great shakes- decent acting and little over the top comedy, but walking from the W-Union Square hotel to the theatre, past at least a hundred nationalities in the streets of New York, taking in the sights and smells of my fave city made it worth every second. Its tough not to find, no matter where you’re from, to find somebody in New York who seems alien to you. Culturally, geographically, and socially, it’s distinct from any other place in the United States. For that matter, it is very different from any other place that I know. For starters, how many places in the world can claim that the billionaires they house ride the subway to work, not merely because of a populist affectation — but because its more efficient. From having grown up in Delhi, where “taking public transport” is a sure way of evoking sympathy and moving up in life is synonymous with being driven, fed, and waited on by a bevy of people, New York City is a revelation in more ways than one!!! Big leveller for starters!

Like I said, the show was incidental- that two hour experience in the streets of New York was one that made me realise how little of humanity I had touched- there are so many people, cultures, lives that I have to experience……………

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