Falling in love..

was it Shakespeare or Gibran or Tolstoy? ah well.. think it was just Corrs. who said "i am falling in love". and said it so that no one can ever say it in the same way. ever again. but then that is what i feel. for this place and this time. when i first landed in this sleepy little town, i couldn't wait to get out of it. not that the roads and amazing skies didnt enchant me. but they never just enchanted me enough. but a couple of days back, my friend drove me to a city may be 25 miles away. for my license test. en route we were chased. by angry rain clouds. and every minute we lost the race we would be stuck in their wrath so heavy that one could barely see 30 feet or so up ahead. but the moment. was enchanting. and so is this town now. sleepy it may be. but there is so much greenery in just a couple of miles drive. and then there are beautifully breath taking sunsets. there are a hundred different new things to know about, a hundred different cuisines too and all in all, i don't have enough reasons maybe. but i think i'm in love. i couldn't for the life of me love sleepy lil bentonville as much as i loved hyderabad. a city which is wrapped in its amazing history. which to this date lives on in its people who speak the language which is music to ones ears - urdu. in all its tehzeeb and adab and yet the modernity which stares boldly at you through its buildings and trendiness.. so i can never love this just as much as hyderabad, but then i guess i can love this place too.

and i can't wait to move to ny. for that is a city i already know i will love. a city i wish i can spend a certain portion of my life in. the only other place i have had that feeling for is auroville in pondy. and that is for an entirely different reason. for while i want to stay in auroville to travel inward, i want to stay in ny to travel outward.