From the
past few months, I have noticed a new awareness in myself. I am hypersensitive
to people: their moods, body language, facial expressions, changes in their
voice and also my surroundings. Its like
the awareness that comes when one is initiated
with a mantra and a subtle but enormous change takes place in a human’s body.
Nowadays,
wherever I go, I tend to see the details that I had earlier missed or
overlooked. I am not sure if it is a writer thing, or its happening just like
that. In January, on a flight to Mumbai, I was enchanted with a young couple. I
admit they made a striking couple and attracted more than a fair share of
eyeballs, but I watched them as though I was
studying them for an exam. Let me hasten to add, that I didn’t stare at
them, but my eyes frequently strayed
towards them.
I liked the unselfconscious way the girl was
feeding the guy chocolate. Though the guy was glued to his laptop, the girl’s
constant chatter didn’t disturb him; there was no irritated expression
on his face. I liked the tattoo on the guy’s arm and the way his fingers moved
over the keyboard. The couple looked to be in their twenties and completely in
love, atleast the girl seemed more than the guy as she was displaying an
excessive P.D.A. My mind constantly drifted to the young couple; I
wondered who they were, where were they going, where were they from, what did
they do. I caught a glimpse of them at
the Mumbai airport waiting for a taxi. I
am sure both the girl and the guy will feature in some story/scene in a future
work.
The same
thing happened last week. I was out for lunch with a close friend. It was a
typical Bangalore
day: light drizzle, clouds that drove the sun away. While my friend and I were
shopping, an old couple entered the shop we were in. Once again my
writer’s eye latched upon them.
I noticed
the frugal way they bought the food items, I noticed the tacit look the husband
exchanged with his wife before picking
up the smallest packets and reading the price tags on the slightly larger ones
before placing them back on the shelves. This couple shared an understanding
that came with years of being together. Again, I can say with a certainty that
this old couple will figure in a future work of mine.
Does this
thing happen to you? Are you distracted by people, or, does something attract
your attention in such a way making you
wonder about it frequently. I am noticing that as I write more and more, I am
getting more observant? Please tell me whether any of you suffer from the same
malady? Please assure me that I am not going nuts, that I am just looking for
inspiration for my stories.