So the whole F1 is finally over. It's like a huge part of my life is over just in 2 days. Wow.
The whole F1 experience did change my life pretty much. But I realized that there are a lot more things that mattered so much more to me. All these fast and flashy cars and glitz and glamour don't matter a single thing to me.
I could live without an exciting life full of punch. But there are certain simple things in life that I can't live without.
While I was standing in the pit holding Lewis Hamilton's flag and looking at Lewis Hamilton standing right before me doing his shit, I got excited for a while. Like "
Shit that's Lewis fucking Hamilton standing right before me!! That dude with his face plastered on my Nescafe coffee can and on Tag Heuer ads every freaking where!!!!"
But after a while when the pain of my soles and the heat got to me, and after looking at him for long enough, it just suddenly occured to me that there were so many things that were so much more important to me than getting to meet Lewis Hamilton in person.
It's just that at that point in time, all I wanted was to leave the place and do something more important. Like meet Amran or something. Because no matter how much I looked at Lewis Hamilton and all the cameras snapping away at me and all the cars zooming here and there, all I felt was some bit of excitement, but nothing more. The whole scene just became a scene that temporarily came alive from a movie, or storybook.
Just temporary and fleeting. Nothing special. Maybe special in it's own superficial ways. But that's about it.
