Woke up late today very late about 4:00 pm had been smoking all night, must have passed out over 12 hours. Was listening to the Lisa Ray audiobook on audible the whole night, when sleep defended over me I would never know, but it was a hot afternoon to which my ears opened. I looked at my I phone it was Sunday, damn no work and no meetings. With the Corona Virus scare my program of getting some work done in Mumbai has gone for a toss. So much for planning and being organized, I mean mother nature has some other plans. Gajalee has become my favorite hot spot to order food from, I hate the grub of my hotel. I fought with them last night as they refused to give me plates to eat in if I got food from outside. I must have really been upset as I got the cutlery in a quick time after my outburst. But the restaurant was closed as it is it was way past lunchtime. I had a quick shower and wore my new pair of boxer shorts with bunnies and hearts painted on it, they were green in color and made me look like a circus clown, what with by belly bulging out, it made me look awkward.
By the time it was six pm I was restless and wanted to get out for some air, see people, get the feel of the traffic. The city is closed and I could see a lot of people wearing masks especially in dinners. I had no choice but to call Ashish and we decided to hook up for some. Coffee and some chin wag and trash talk .” Ashyatam I love it the power of spirituality and knowledge that is what keeps you going especially in bad times.” He lamented .” Well, I can vouch for that my 90-year-old grandmother has lived her entire life on the strength of Adhyatam and ancient spiritual wisdom of the east.” I had seen it with my own eyes .We sat outside a cafe and saw the cars drive by as people had coffee and conversations mingled in the air. There was a fresh feel of Mumbai as I managed to catch up with some old acting buddies who filtered into the Caffe.I introduced myself as an author now with many books to my name, but half of the time I had to explain to them what I was doing away from the city for over 6 years.Non the less it was good to be noticed and still be remembered by the city folks.
Ashish was at his gossipy best as we discussed the power of Ego and the magic of RGV films, but it was adhyatam and the power of gyaan that took the cake. Spirituality is a must and is all that is needed to live a fulfilled tension and attachment-free life. I should know I have used it to get out of the hell hole I found myself in, that coupled with my Grandmother wisdom got me going and now I see myself returning back to the city that took away everything from me long back. Yes, the proverbial son has returned to claim what was defined to him, he is here to claim lost glory and lost ground. Reclaim the fame that is rightfully his.
Our conversation would be interrupted by interludes of quiet sips of fresh lime and coffee. Ashish liked our little session, helped him yo take his mind off the family, the kids and other household and office chores. He was able to build a parallel world for himself with me. After discussing the price of one day for bedding a certain TV actress, and why Modi will not be assassinated and instead it will be Robert Vadra who will be killed. We decided to take a short drive till Juhu. I dropped off for a plate of salad in one of the restaurant’s cafe bars it was midnight by now and I was hungry remember no such for me today.
The Mumbai air was blowing flush on my face as I took the auto back to my room, it was a lonely trudge back up the stairs of my hotel. But I had a song in my heart and a desire to make it big again in the maximum city.