I wasn’t too excited about coming to Mumbai for the stay experience. However, I was looking forward to meeting a few people. I’d already had an overdose of city stay. Mumbai stay was going to be longish. We couldn’t return to Barkheda till rain subsides. I spent long time in discussions at home with papa for the first 2-3 days. Meeting people is a tricky issue. I am changed person. I’m aware that not all people I knew look forward to meeting me. I too don’t find it relevant to meet many of them. Thus I end up evaluating almost every meeting afresh. I had a list of ‘to meet’, but when I gave it a second thought, the list shrunk. I had nothing to buy, didn’t want to eat out. I had no option but to stay indoors most of the time. I decided that I will not visit my ex-office. The prospect of meeting people there wasn’t exciting at all. I could have caught up with college friends. Two weeks ago, I was told that a meet will get planned. The excitement to meet up is just not there, perhaps mutually.
I don’t know if this phenomenon is something to be sad about, but it appears to me that I don’t belong to this world at all. I don’t understand their world, though I was very much there less than a year back! We used to discuss economy, stock markets, property markets, schools, work, increasing mediocrity and many issues. Nothing, absolutely nothing seems relevant and interesting. There is almost nothing I can talk about with people. I can talk about my new life and people listen. But I don’t see the point in talking about it. They’re not seeking it. I’m not preaching it. Talking seems such a waste of time!!!
I just wanted to meet Master (under whom Rekha and I’ve learnt Martial Arts and Yoga) and Dixit Sir (my prof in MBA college, who I’d look up to and who’d probably be happy to meet me after so many years).
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