I miss the chaos…

So I’m here finally. The country which people like me relish about in their minds, like a child thinking of that action hero figurine in the toy store. That toy which he wants so dearly but knows he may never own it. But this uncertaininty adds to the desire, and the uncertainity is really the only reason for the want. Because once he gets the toy, the want is no more and the fulfillment of a desire clouds all other emotions. Fortunately, my desire to see the land of stars and striped sustained throughout the trip and probably will remain since I haven’t seen too much of the place. I was fortunate to see the life in a typical city and a suburb, which is a quiter and greener version of the city. My impressions are based solely on the life I saw around Barrington and Chicago, so yes; it is limited and far from comprehensive. But after 21 days, the one thing I miss and the one thing that was absent is chaos….order in disorder. And coming from India, its part and parcel of my life and I’m incomplete without it. Things are rather predictable here since everyone follows a set. There are things we’re supposed to do, may do, can do and there’s very little left after that. The people are nice or so they seem and every one just seems to be happy with their share of life. The time when I felt most at home was when I saw the Jerry Springer show, a rather queer source of entertainment for an otherwise gentle population. The difference is that back home I just have to take a walk outside for 10 minutes and I would’ve already seen atleast 3 episodes of Jerry Springer on the streets! But we’re still a happy population amidst the chaos.

Its just a case of the boy with one toy in hand – his life long favorite, which works even after all the torture from his childhood, but the new one on the stands is so stunningly packaged that the desire overcomes everything else…