INDIANNESS

8 in the morning on a sunday followed by loads and loads of hard work(film making is juicing yourself)...preceded by bits and chunks of reading upon a fantastic book called THE LOST FLAMINGOES OF BOMBAY..(of love living and losing and gaining and just being...just finished reading it...it is marvellous)...and yes coming back to the thing we were doing on sunday...

a ride down to the land of love...VRINDAVAN..where krishna is..where radha is.. 

we ask for the directions to the temple and the dear street guy tells us to take a left... and we enter the narrowest lanes of oldest times...on our time travelling bikes...

i look at prashant ... he says.. 

"i just love this raw feel... enfield in the middle of vrindavan... INDIANNESS" 

i smile...

8 in the evening on the sunday followed by loads and loads of riding and picturing and salvation and krishna chants and what not all...(the ride was beautiful..won't express anything about it here...still to write the travelogue). parking in front of emporio in vasant kunj, where delhi fashion week is going on. it has just ended and i am here to pick my sister. glitz and glamour follows but i am not wearing my specs...do not want to. she comes out and smiles...looks at my krishna tee and says 

" its beautiful " 

i smile. we vroom and zip to the homely J.N.U and take refuge in chai at ganga dhaba. after ages..salvation encored. and my sister tells me about the pointless particulars.. 

" you know last year the fashion week was nice... manish arora and his circus... indian songs.. and some colors...it was good...but this time it was too westernized... and that show that indian designer had themed as indian...was westernized indian...but then i came out and saw you wearing that krishna tee..and there it was,.. 

INDIANNESS... " 

i smiled yet again... 

and composed two lines there and then.. 

IT WAS INDIANNESS...

YESS..