Tuesday, 5 June 2012


Thank you Kavita Bagga for posting on Facebook a delectable picture of a tandoori crab you ate at Gazalee. Sonu, Karan and I were so taken in by the picture that we all decided, one month after my book’s release, to have a quiet family celebratory dinner at Gazalee. We opened a bottle of Dom Perignon champagne, drank ourselves silly and nearly came around to throwing our flute glasses behind our backs as they once used to do in Czarist Russia. The joy and coziness of a family rejoicing in each other’s successes and achievements is one of the understated but high points in anyone’s life.
Sociologists often highlight the excesses and unsavory undercurrents in a family set up but I wish that there would be more talk of how big or small families come together whether in times of happiness or sorrow. This feeling is like no other in the world and the sense of tuning in and then being completely absorbed in the other’s emotional state of being is a feeling like no other. In a world that is shot with strife and chaos the sheer joy of knowing someone completely believes in you is like ballast that keeps a ship afloat.
At a time like this when a family comes together, the mind overreaches beyond the tight circle of joy and wonders at who all stood by you and those also who failed you in your personal journey or in your quest to achieve something new. And as always it is the strangers, the completely unknown entity, who bowls you over with the love and support he or she offers for your endeavors’ in life. They say you can choose your friends but not your relatives. But once you have chosen them how many of them stand by you either in your hour of need or when you have every reason to celebrate and enjoy.
One thing I have learnt in my quest and journey as a writer. There are many who will laugh and drink and make merry with you when you set sail but how many of them will stand by your side when the waves start rising is an answer blowing in the wind.

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