Sunday, November 22, 2009

Plasticine smell and Fountain ponytail.

I was on my way to teach the kids-running down the Khan Market-Pandara Road junction when there was this sudden waft of plasticine smell.It was kind of weird because there was nothing around me except a huge plot of Metro construction which didnt have a remote possibility of using plasticine!yet there it was...in the air around me.in the air that entered my being.
i remembered days,seventeen years back,in a ground floor classroom-not very brightly lit,with colourful boards on the walls.i remembered this girl who sat next to me,who later came to know the best, and perhaps the worst, of me.this girl whose cheek i used to tug at everyday-with so much force that she cried (the cause of my violent streak still remains unexplained).and the very next morning,there she would be-smiling at me,with a fountain-like ponytail on top of her head.
pains we cause these days, seem to stay on forever.
i wish things were as simple now.

13 comments:

storyteller said...

Something about your post made me sort of sad... beautifully written.

desk said...

this post just made my day. =)

Choi.

Revived Angel... said...

I loved the title the most..plasticine smells,strangely enuf, instills a sort of untended deja vu in evry soul..irrespective of oceans and boundaries.ur post sumhw brought abt a waft of nostalgia within me..

Casuarina said...

A slice of life, served just the way I like it, part narration part emotion, in short : medium rare. Shundor.

Astraeus said...

yes pain stays for much longer these days. some wounds seem to keep opening

wild iris said...

yeah, you just made me feel so nostalgic. But I also realised that the fondest memories I have with people are when we were creating something (with plasticine and otherwise!), even memories themselves.
And the 'wiser' we seem to become, the more complicated things get...honestly, face value would be nice for a change!

Monidipa said...

fountain-like ponytail :D

Neel said...

The post is brilliant...the last two lines are great...akin to the masters! But wait..the violent streak is still there! lolz

sujaan said...

yes, smells i think r the most powerful agents to evoke memories :)

i can almost smell plasticine from my childhood days...

BluEJoKe said...

brinjal-violet thought .......
will keep an eye on u......

Aruni RC said...

it's funny the way something in the street makes you go back years. an impromptu deja vu to the light of yesterdays ...

Anindita said...

i know what u mean... i remember....

Rahul Saha said...

you can get high on plasticine you know.