Magic Moements

"...the sea's only gifts are harsh blows and, occasionally, the chance to feel strong. Now, I don't know much about the sea, but I do know that that's the way it is here. And I also know how important it is in life not necessarily to be strong but to feel strong, to measure yourself at least once, to find yourself at least once in the most ancient of human conditions, facing blind, deaf stone alone, with nothing to help you but your own hands and your own head..." - Into The Wild

Lets do a little flashback. July 29th, friday, I was in Chandigarh. Went to my job as usual. Did some work, came home, browsed some job openings, applied to a couple of places and went to sleep. On 1st of August, monday, I was home because I didn't have a job. I felt bad. It wasn't a normal day. I was at home, all by myself, thinking about the job that was not there anymore. At first, as expected, I felt really low. But then I thought, I shouldn't give up. I should prepare well and crack a couple of interviews before going home for Rakhi. Anyways, the preparation paid off and I had a couple of offers before the deadline I set. I decided to come to Pune and join this IPad apps company which I heard was doing some creative work and stuff. Thinking about the new city, the kind of work this company was doing and the whole lot of artists I was going to be with, I was too excited and couldn't wait to catch the flight to Pune.


Few days after I joined, I was standing in pantry and having coffee with this group (of some really amazing people I have ever met) I was part of in my new company and someone suggested to have a trip together. Some good ideas, some good planning over the next few days and the last weekend of September, we were on the beach. 

There was this gorgeous beach, my dSLR, an amazing group to be with, this colorful sunset, the coconut trees, and yes, the SEA. It was amazing. I could actually remember the above lines from Into The Wild and could feel what he meant to say. The sea actually makes you feel strong. When you enter into the sea and face the waves, coming towards you, one after the another, trying to push you away, you actually feel good. Its like you take a stand, you feel strong. No matter what happens, you are not afraid. You stand there and look directly into the sea. 


And there are other reasons that make you feel good too. One of which I think is that suddenly there is this background music in your life. Its not silent anymore but it feels like the most peaceful thing ever. Its like the sea talks to you. It sings to you. 


For some, the sea is a good listener too. They feel connected to it. They talk to it. They share. To some, the sea reminds them of their most beautiful memories. To others, sometimes it reopens some closed and forgotten doors that behold darkness behind them.

Then there was me, who just realized all this by being in that special moment. Apart from the sea, the thing that made it all special was the people I was with. We had a perfect group. We had an amazingly high spirited guy who organized everything and made all this possible, a sweet and simple husband with his amazing wife, a technically smart guy and my beer buddy, a tall, handsome and funny guy who brings flowers everyday to office, a budding photographer who studied photography too seriously before the trip, a gorgeous girl who was the subject for most of the portraits clicking photographers, a super talented girl who actually composed a lovely poem on our trip, a very sweet and talented photoshop artist who clicked walking poses of all of us and is now working on panoramic poster, and a beautiful engaged girl who missed her "to be hubby" a lot. 


It was a trip of a lifetime. Mostly for that one girl, who had her birthday the day we were returning from the trip. She was surprised by a cake on an unknown spot on a highway where there was this most beautiful sunset, lush green meadows and the perfect breeze. It was such a celebration that not only the birthday girl, but everyone present there felt special. 


For all the events of the trip, we already have a lovely poem with us. But the author of that poem skipped the climax which involved double cheese burst pizzas and garlic breads. And then I almost lost my camera and phone after that. But nothing bad happened because it wasn't meant to be like that. And finally I am just glad I was there, living those Magic Moments.