Friday, September 16, 2011

One fine day

It was that time of the day again .The minute hand on the clock had completed half of its circular motion after its big brother had struck the number 4.This is when you stop staring at Bill Gates' marvel and pack your bags to leave .You call it a day !

The feeling is different every single day. There are days when you did actually make use of your existence in that cubicle which defines your role in the universe for at least one third of your daily routine. And there are others when you can only count how many cups of coffee or tea have gone in amidst the act of running the clock down.

The happy journey back has begun again .The sun is playing hide and seek as the monsoons have arrived to shower their praise on the queen of Malwa. For now it has decided to come out and be caught. Cool breeze keeps gushing in through the half open window .You look through it at the season which keeps this country from starving .Monsoons have set in .It seems that they would not disappoint. A green Carpet laid out on both the sides of the concrete highway on which my bus driver is speeding us back home.

It is amazing how you have some days which have nostalgia written all over them. Perhaps this is one of them when your daily act of drudgery is not what concerns you. One of those days when some neon lights pop up in your brain and some blasts from the past happen. So its a flashback going on right now with the background music provided by my little phone .In a flash a host of incidents are played .Some stories reiterated. Faces of friends I made and  some who I Lost.Somehow there is no regret just a smile or a frown .

The sun has gone back hiding behind the clouds .As the city is near by the green carpet has left our company. Eagles have just started singing ..." Taking it Easy ......We may loose ,We may win but we will be never here again "....Well what timing .Good poetry is after all a truth expressed in a melodious way .

The moment you think you have the answers there is a reminder .There are more questions. Perhaps this state of confusion is only a testimony that there is still life left to be lived .Its how you manoeuvre through it paves the path for you. Past present and future have played musical chairs in my mind.

Our driver has brought us very close to home now. Sun has bowed out for the day and tiny droplets have taken the stage .Eagles continue .." its another Tequila Sunrise .....Take another Shot of courage "
Its been a quick 45 minutes .A barrage of emotions coming out of what I have gone through ,what I am going through and what I want to go through . It definitely felt like a number eleven coming out to face the quickest bowler without the pads on .

The bus has stopped now .It is drizzling and I

need to stop writing here .

A Tequila Shot would definitely help .......

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