The longest day of the year…and the world began to shrink…

The 21st of June…longest day of the year…world music day..fete de la musique …and paris was alive….I on the other hand being the over zealous partying animal that I am …slept till 3…

determined(read desperate) to catch SOME action …i left almost immediately(by 9pm) with my sis and Sayem b to look up the city and meet up with some friends of theirs….the lizard bar at Hotel de Ville turned out to be our primary haunt for the night while we were joined by some others…

**So far in my chota sa stint at paris i have NEVER..EVER..come across any indians…well except twice…

1} The saddar family (big big family with a big big love for hair oil with a very very distinctive (read,crap!what on earth?!:O ) smell) in the metro

2) The guy in the small ‘reception box’ beside the door at at the entry of a chinese restaurant who ever so greatfully helped me find charles’ place(it was later revealed the gentleman hailed from Pakistan…but what the heck…its right next door…same difference… 🙂 )

3) Yeah and the 20’ish flower sellers randomly spotted…everywhere here…!

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well anyway…as it turned out our group for the night comprised of a panju, 2 mallus, 2 bongs and ALSO our dear French friend…so with that i guess the world had already shrunk enough for the night….so when Priyanka turned out to be our neighbour from my gali cricket days….i wasn’t really THAT surprised….but she remembering us(“the tall one, the shortish one and the upar chhat pe ghoomne wala….” were approximately almost the precise words 🙂 ) and the window breaking too!! well now THAT was a tad too much…!! 😀

the night ensued and the sights and sounds just kept creeping in…( predominantly hiccups ,smoke ,bumps ,the “ouch” ;P and some French guy singing out “baje chudiyan baje kangana” to us… :D)

well the longest day finally seemed to come to a close and the night finally ended at 5 with us leaving for home with ‘the varied spirits’ getting the better of us and the shrunken world finally having partied itself off to sleep… 🙂

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First time at line 7….the parisian time machine….

With the peaceful easy feeling in my ears as the eagles playlist carried on through my earphones….I strode on to the platform waiting on line 7 for the metro to arrive at Place Monge and carry me away till la defense…with the cool summer breeze accompanying the metro through the tunnel, I waited along with the other early risers of Paris, to get to our varied destinations. If the city were to be described in a sentence… the most apt I’ve heard yet shall have to be “Its where the centuries meet”.

The heart of Paris seems to revel in its archaism and the French seem to go to great lengths to retain the sense of an older yet modern unspoilt ruin within which a civilization survives and competes with the world at the highest levels….not with cut throat aggression nor political hypocrisy of any sort, but with poise and élan which I feel is portrayed so well through the playboy charmer ,that is, its president. Be it the architectural supremacy boasted upon the doors and balconies of the ordinary households around where I live….or the massive structures that erupt around the most unassuming corners….or the old man playing the mandolin at the metro station while I awaited the train….central Paris and the areas around it, in all its splendor, seems to have kept the 17th century very much alive…

Gar de le\'est....central paris

The metro zipped through the city undergrounds and finally arose in the suburbs of Paris above the river seine…one look at the area around the last stop of the metro and I realised as to why Paris is and shall be what it is….with the tallest buildings with the coolest looks and incredibly ‘fascinating’ ( 🙂 ) women adorning the area….(not just from the ‘geek from the hills’ point of view)…the jaw dropped as the Parisian time machine just seemed to have stopped at the 21st century at its freakin best!……

la defense...suburban paris as they call it....

A days work and play later with Micheal Andrews describing the mad world through my earphones, I walked back with the sunset to my back, toward the metro station to grab my ticket back into the past yet again…..such is the marvel of Paris….and is the reason why Paris is and shall be what it is….The city where the centuries meet”