Slice

Ya its hot now, but this is not about the drink Slice!
A slice of life. A slice of time, which seems to be from a parallel universe. It’s the same places that I go to usually. The very same, yet different.

The round was pretty ‘usual’ – isolated IISc, mayhem Malleswaram at its mayhem best, bustling brightly lit BEL road; the constant crowd that makes one feel, all denizens of this city are out on the roads, and not one is inside his li’l domicile!

We started with IISc – appropriately, from the gymkhana! Then to the messes, the back way from behind Rohini to my hostel. Mom came to my room. It took up a different atmosphere, I cant explain it. More stately somehow! It went to a stage higher than just my little room. Everything in IISc became something slightly different. A shade different; but the difference still very perceptible, with a whole lot of meaning weighed into that slight shade. We met Praveen and that opened a whole new aspect of Praveen to my eyes – he was so pleasant, so open and we actually had a nice conversation about education and health and fitness and what not! P.S. he left because he had to go pick Luba, his wife ;)

My own lab, department – all the same yet different. Halle mane for lunch, the room 107 Basil. A cozy cuddle time! We watched a talk on Kambaramayanam (a Tamil version of the Ramayan by a poet called Kamban, which is really good), and had our usual high level (!) Tamil based discussion to complete the picture. It was perfect.
Corner house. Mom is mad about ice-creams but never has them because she dreads hours on the treadmill (by the way she has lost weight and looks like a million bucks!). And Polar Bear and Woodlands to get mom’s shoes.

Going back to my point. Everything was so different. Even going in an auto, which is something so normal, had a little extra meaning. It was like looking at the same sights through my parents’ eyes. It was beautiful, nostalgic, and left me with a feeling that my little world was complete. Now when I tell them lab, gel, PCR, anything, a picture will come up in their mental screen and they will put me in the centre of it. The feeling that they can do that makes me feel awesome! For me, a new memory lane was laid, and these places will throw up a sweet, fleeting instant that makes the place itself go up in my estimate.

A well, a spring of nice memories to dip into whenever the normal tide of time is not sweet enough.