Saturday, November 7, 2009

New York & a New Beginning

As I write this I'm on my way to Boston from NY on a beautiful Saturday morning. I'm listening to Chalte Chalte from Pakeeza on the IPOD.

New York is a revelation. I have visited this city in January of 2009 and it completely took my breath away. It's big, anonymous and larger than life. It has a spirit that cannot be quenched. It feels like you want to enjoy being alive when you're in NY. I associate this with the spirit of America in general.

I was having a bad few days and the city cheered me up. Bombay is the only other city that has been able to do so until now. It has something to do with the unseen but tangible energy that is present in the city.

I know I want to live in New York once (and as the line goes... leave before it makes you hard). It makes you feel insignificant - like you are such a small piece of the puzzle but it also makes you feel inspired. Like you're such a small piece of the puzzle that you want to assemble the other pieces and really do something worthwhile.

My favourite part about the city is walking around on my own and discovering the different streets and avenues and being able to find my way in a big city! It doesn't happen too often in India. I can totally imagine finding a Sex & the City Gang and living there for a while.

Some of the things I have done and still enjoy are
  1. Billy's Cupcakes!
  2. Central Park and a coffee
  3. Bagels and Cream Cheese
  4. Times Square at night.
  5. Seeing random celebrities on the road
  6. A slice of Pizza when you're really hungry after a couple of drinks
  7. Gay bars & Karaoke
  8. The people who are always in a hurry and are anything but polite!
  9. The opportunity to make something of yourself just because you feel challenged by a city.
The city makes me realize I want my life to be defined by moments and experiences that are memorable and one constant routine which is safe and secure. When I'm 40 I want to remember my life as a series of fortunate and unfortunate events but ones that cannot be forgotten.

And of course my 5 years in New York.

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