The Most Chilled out place on a Monday Morning!Monday, February 18, 2013
|One Friday, I was just noticing how many different groups sat on the benches opposite the cafe while I was there.|
Elderly women dressed in traditional attire were walking in groups and greeting each other. Everyone seemed to carry one of those huge umbrellas, they came in all colors. The benches that lined the road were hardly empty. Students, youngsters, old people - someone or the other always took time to sit on these benches, they either sat silently or talked, laughed and left. No one seemed to be in any sort of hurry and everyone seemed to know everyone. Several greetings were exchanged between passers by. Things moved at an almost negligible pace, just like the clouds over the mountains. The clouds keep moving but you wouldn't notice but look after few minutes and you'd know something has changed.
As travellers, it wasn't anything significant to note that we were chilling out. But to see everyone else in the town chilling out was certainly not something I was used to. On Monday mornings like this, when I am struggling to get up in the morning, running after a bus, sitting with strangers yet talking to myself in my head, unbearable advertisements blaring in my ear on the radio, it is on days like today that I am taken back to the Monday mornings spent on the hill station. I long for the music of the mountains, noise of strangers talking to each other, dance of the clouds and wrath of the rain!