"baastan" (Boston)! whuff ! what a way of pronunciation. But i loved the spirit, after all i just landed from a city similar to "baastan" ; called "dilli" ( Delhi). they even had a line to go with it ' dilli dil walaon ki' (delhi belongs to romantic people).
From being almost a bitter critic of its govt.'s policies to lover of its free spirit, I was always curious about america. my brother had already described (though not in a poetic way, as I would have liked him to be) the beauty of the city. The rich history ( actually the vanguard of free spirit of USA), the charles river ( the natural poem snaking around, taking in the innovative ethos of MIT and Harvard ), museums, art galleries, on-road music fests, finger licking food ( though being desperate to show my adaptation, I only used fork with comfortable unease), polite drivers ( ufff! in contrast to dilli's rude ones) the city has begun to seep inside me.
From the aroma of the natural surroundings ( which compared with delhi's southern district) to perfumed people ( ralph lauren, poison [or is it poission?], to local brands) , permeates and titillates your nostrils to intoxicate you into scintillating songs. sometimes seduce you too!!
River Charles spectacular view from our B-school, the multilingual, multicultural heady mix of students with multitudes of variety yet a common similarity ( of ambition), biking tours, duck tours, walking tours etc is making me feel like a sprint runner in an Olympic on the start line. Exciting!!!
more musings on the way,
love pk
