The Delhi Chapter : Page 37

Trying to somehow remember and gather all the ideas that drizzled onto my head through the course of lunch, I jogged up as fast as I possibly could, before my head dried up.

4 o clock seemed to come about unreasonably early that day.

And Bodhi summoned the both of us (Purnima and I) together to share our ideas with him.

Purnima merrily volunteered to start.

Smart a fair few of her ideas were, I thought.

[ Having studied Advertising from XIC, she clearly knew her stuff.

And I was wary, even embarrassed to share my ideas anymore. ]

"You're bright, you know.

You belong right here.

You should do Advertising."

[ Bodhi said to her, obviously pleased. ]

My scripts, most of them were 'good ideas'.

But more like 5 minute long films!

Precision is the most vital ingredient for Advertising.

[ The first rule he burnt into my brain. ]

[ Bodhi had this thing about him.

An altruistic vein, if you like.

Someone who would suffer your page-long Iliads and Odysseys.

And plough through your pool of inane ideas.
Which you obviously thought could change the world. ]

Point simply was that he cared about your work.

Which made you care a little somewhere too.

*****

The next morning, waking from a dreamless sleep, well before dawn, I went up to the terrace.

And as cool blues changed into warm hues, I recapped Day 1 in my head.

As I watched sunshine gently snuff out starlight, some thoughts began resonating in me.

Far too captivated to stir an inch, I smiled at the beautiful morning...

Not once since the beginning of time I thought, has the sun ever said to the earth, "I own you."

And look at what happens with a love like that.

It lights up the entire world...