Aarok can make a decent cup of coffee. Something that he has worked upon over the years. That is one reason I like visiting him in his apartment apart from his interesting thoughtful company.
He hasn’t married and I do not see any trace of any such intention. The apartment is not the most neat and managed place. Although he tries to make an on the weekends.
The balcony of the apartment is where I enjoy having the coffee. There are many trees in the area, hence there is still some partial sound of nature which is a rarity in a metropolitan city. But then there is also that sound, that invades a moment, breaks a thought, takes the place of what good is in the mind and makes you question your own place in life.
That is the sound of people arguing to the level of verbal fights. In front of the balcony was the next apartment complex, at some distance, but sound can travel far, especially loud one. Now, at any society or apartments there can be a few people who let anger get the best of them and they erupt with words and emotions one might not be used to. They have a hard time agreeing to the simplest of things. Like I said there are a few but they are surely there, but for I feel their number is rising because I have never seen so many at one place as I have seen from that balcony.
The arguments and the verbal fights are on the verge of exceeding the occasional affairs since me a rare visitor to my friend’s house has been a witness to them a couple of times.
I try not to focus upon what they are arguing upon, I know some may find it quite entertaining but that is a detail I don’t want to know, I like being naive on the good side of life here. But the noise is certainly distracting and I don’t think the arguments are going to end anytime soon, but when I look at the children playing in absence of these arguments, I am very hopeful that one day things will see a better light.
Written by Anuran Chatterji
Early Morning Memories 