Life is a story

Dream and Realization

I am heading towards the capital of India, Delhi. My parents used to live in Mumbai. So, I think there will be no problem. Actually, when I was a little girl once we came to Delhi for the picnic. I still remember My mother used to say she always wanted coming to Delhi. I know it's not that much special, but she believes "Delhi is her emotional home and she wants to build her house here". For some days I am going to enjoy my life watching over this place later I will head to Mumbai, where my parents stay. You know I have promised my grandmother, otherwise, there is no one who can lead me to that house.

On my flight I several times got this thought why I am going to India? Because after some days I was destined to be here at least for those days I have to enjoy my life outwards. But still, somewhere my heart is happy I am going to see my mother. Whenever I will see the places I will remember the time we came here. May be this is going to be one of my beautiful journeys.

As I moved outside of Delhi's Airport. And the hot breeze of Delhi touches my face. I came down to earth and reality. How am I going to get it here? I am so stupid there is no one whom I know? I was going to book the taxi, but then I remember I haven't changed my currency. What to do right now? I tried to call Trisha but her phone is kept busy.The only thing popping up in my mind is "How I am going to reside here for 20 days. This is such a stupid decision. Oh god, please help me."

My mom used to say "When one door closes, another opens, but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us."I tried to search the open door first.There I saw him, I don't know how and why I have such a different feeling as soon as my eyes met with him.He is looking towards me, but I don't know why?As soon I understand what's happening he started running towards my direction.I felt he is going to hug me the way Shahrukh hugged Kajol in Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge.I was going to open my arms but before that, he passes me to catch the thief who just picked my purse.