Wednesday 11 April 2012

The Bucket List


When I grow up, when am older, when I am a big girl so on and so forth.
Bucket lists, consciously or not we've all made them.

The weather is hot, I am highly bored and have nothing else to do so I guess I’ll be jotting my bucket list down for my own record.

I want to go to the Harry Potter Wizarding Park. I want to visit Hogsmeade and Diagon Alley, have Butter Beer and Bertie Bott’s every flavored bean, fly on a broom and walk in the forbidden forest.

I want to go to Green Gables in Canada. For those who have read or seen Anne of Green Gables, this would make sense. I want to live on Prince Edward Island and walk in the woods.

After reading ‘The Kite Runner’ and ‘The Colour Purple’, going and living in Kabul and Africa have been on my list. It may be because of the way the authors have described the places but ever since I’ve read them, the two places hold some level of fascination for me.

When I was in my 8th standard I had been in NCC- Air Force and like any other starry eyed kid, I wanted to become a Pilot. I don’t know if I can ever become one but I would love to learn flying for sure. I want to do Sky Diving and Bungee Jumping. I want to take a dip in the Mediterranean Sea and come face to face with a shark. All of this under controlled circumstances of course, there is a lot more on list you see.

Once in a plane, on my way to Bangalore I had been flipping through the magazine the airlines provide. I read about this little country called AndalucĂ­a, near Spain. The country so charmed me that I'd love to go and live there for a while.
I've always wanted to travel the world. One of my most farfetched dreams is going to every single country on the map. Even if it is for just a day or even visiting the airport will do.

I want to be able cook good food and play some musical instrument. I’ve always wanted to play the guitar but never came around to learn how to do it.
I want to have a house of my own and I’d want to design that myself.
I want to open a spa of my own and design a whole new experience for people. 
I also want to start up a boarding school along with my father in a little town where my parents were born.
I want to own a fancy car and a beach house, a little cottage on the cliff side and a cozy little summer house. I know for a fact that it might take me two lives to earn money of that sort to own all those things. Which is why I sometimes joke about catching some big fish and marrying him.
I want to learn horse riding, go river rafting, adopt a little girl and do PhD in literature.

I have no idea how many of these things I might be able to do but I guess the one thing that I want the most is what I’ll be writing next. I believe that of all the things that I want to do, this is something I can surely manage.

I want to live in a house of my own where there are books stacked three deep in the shelves. Where country music is played all day long and Kishore Da sings through the night.
Where the air smells of good food and the fridge is full of chocolate. The gardens are full of lilies and the path lined with Gulmohar trees.
The mornings are spent in the verandah having coffee and reading the newspaper. The evenings on the porch sipping wine and talking of good old days.
The place is full of squishy cushions and comfy armchairs.
Where there are footsteps of friends and family and the walls are lined with framed sepia photographs.
Where there is love and laughter, happiness and sorrow, confessions and celebrations, moments of retrospections.

And that little house tops my ever growing bucket list.