That I don’t know,

I know thing that most people do and I don’t know things that most people don’t.

But I’m absolutely sure about one thing, that I’ll know more tomorrow. 

I call it the anticipation of the next. Excitement of something that is still undiscovered. An earth shattering insight, a word that could explain nothing, a better way to commute in Mumbai traffic, a solution for fast disintegrating social fabric of my country, a question without an mark and an answer without a stop. 

So I sit back and observe, normal people getting engaged in polite conversations in birthday parties; imagine’ what would happen if one dollar would be equal to one rupee; wonder, what’s mom cooking for dinner; think, about the pending brief and dream, about playing the Spanish guitar.

It’s sure a busy schedule and I have just begun.