Inspirations!

I don’t know if this has ever happened to you, but the smallest of the things take you into a dream world. It makes you drag yourself to a pen and paper or chases you till the nearest computer to start writing your heart.
It happens to me a lot and its the most amazing feeling. One of the reasons I could never be a writer by profession I guess. I cannot be asked to write. I cannot be forced to think. I need my space and my inspiration.
Walking down a dilapidated street in old Mumbai, you would hold your nose for the stink is unbearable. But thankfully eyes are open and so is the brain. The chipping of the wall paint, the rusty iron stairs, the almost broken balcony and the old man without teeth. All are a major source of inspiration. Also is the swanky Bandra home, the couple sitting on Marine drive kissing, the cloudy sky from my office window and the pan -wala who is so oblivious of the world around. Inspiration is also a broken relationship, a memory of that first coffee and that movie ticket that suddenly appears while spring cleaning. I love to observe. To absorb and to reflect!
Everyday mundane activities become so much fun. I really don’t know if this is romanticism or is it my perspective of the reality. All I know is that the way I look at the world makes me live it better!
And I quote the most romantic poet I have read: William Blake :

“To see a world in a grain of sand,
And a heaven in a wild flower,
Hold infinity in the palm of your hand,
And eternity in an hour.”