A Good day

It’s been a good day, that I have to say. Lovely weather, that heady feeling of dollars in your wallet and of course a pleasant meeting with a very interesting person that left me with a lot to think about. Coming to the elements first. A gentle breeze carrying the smell of the moist earth kissing your face as you drive down Chowringhee at 8 in the evening on an otherwise humid May day. How often does that happen? It’s when you realize that for all the air conditioning you have available in today’s age, nothing can beat the pure magic of naturally cool air. It rained yesterday too and pretty heavily at that. My street wears a new look this year though with no waterlogging and no having to wade through knee-deep water. In a sense, I kind of miss the not-so-good old times when even a short but heavy shower would mean all life paralyzed for atleast a few hours. It afforded me a justified pretext to bunk school the day after. Now I guess, there’s no school to bunk and no waterlogging anymore too.
I finally have the arms and ammunition with me to shop at Changi airport’s duty free haven. I have had to wait for it a little longer than I would have liked. But it’s worth it!
It went well- that’s what I’ll say about the meeting. We talked, we walked, we walked and talked. We ate, we listened to music and we listened to each other. We debated, we disagreed. We laughed, we joked. I wondered, I thought and then I realized there’s no point in thinking. So, I just let it be. I guess the other person did the same.