Was rushing to catch a bus, not sure would get it, but somehow managed. With a sigh i relaxed and kept moving forward towards the vacant space i could see. Rewarded myself by landing on the empty seat. And, within no time was in a different world. Humming a song, looking out of the window i went into trance. The motion of the bus, 'ehsaas' of the potholed road, extra decibel noise around, nothing was bothering me. It's only when the conductor called for a break through his typical toned, specially designed voice for the trade, 'ticket bola' - TICKET i said loudly and laughed to myself. Even with his pre-occupied eyes, hands & balance, he managed to respond with a stare. They said it all, immediately shutting my expressions to neutral. I quickly rushed to my wallet, paid for the destination. And there he strongly registered my identity as a qualified bus-traveler, through a small piece of paper. Now the seat is mine till the journey lasts, this is what he must be thinking while staring away. by then i was back, now singing loudly as a BEST registered singer.
I started thinking.......this used to be the goal of my life at some point. Getting last corner window seat in the bus or train. If u achieve then keep looking outside the window enjoying the speed & the breeze. I almost used to die for it. Run behind buses, rush & push people in the train for the biggest achievement of life - 'a window seat'. I went nostalgic, its true! This feeling was buried somewhere down the memory lane. How beautiful its was & it is!
But, things have changed so much now. Race with time & destiny has got me to an era where I just want to survive, so as to fuel my over populated dreams, accommodate all my desires, so as t o reach that one fine destination that is far far away. I hate to, but have to travel all the more. Is it a bus or train? I don't care i just want to reach as fast as possible. I sit or stand is not important. All i fight for everyday is to find a place for myself. Even a corner in these human carriers will do.
Yes i am sitting here now. Not sure whether next time i will be so lucky to get a space like this? I will not think of it, never crave for it. Past was different, Present is relevant & future is a secret. I will not fall in love with this moment. I am OK!
This to me is the first step to make peace with myself. I have to pay heed to the struggles everyday. Monitor the pace of the journey. Manage the living beings along. And keep moving
The JOURNEY begins here........................................
