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Life, A Journey

Life, A Journey

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Life is a journey miserable, bumpy, exciting, romantic, beautiful, lovely, sad and unpredictable as well.

It was a rainy day. Everything was so wet and dirty around me when I was waiting for a local bus to get to my coaching. Irritated by the sweat it was getting unbearable. When this was not enough to torture someone, they started overcrowding the tiny vessel. Satisfied fullest by the number of the people, the ignorant driver decided to loose his senses and go crazy on the not so dry roads. Counting the miseries now I was in an untamed local bus full up to twice its capacity in a moist environment after heavy rain holding the support tight to prevent myself throwing onto others. Well don’t skip the loud non melodious music if I forgot to recount.

Life is a journey bumpy, miserable, sad, irritating and may be unpredictable as well………….Wait ! What? Was that real what I saw?????

In the crowd of humans stuffed like animals I saw the eyes. Restless yet calm, big yet lovely, silent but still talking to me and there she was standing before me. It was like everything went to disappear mode. May be I skipped a beat, unknowingly. May be the world was not there or I had escaped. It wasn’t dirty anymore in fact, I was loving the smell of fresh rain. It wasn’t a problem, if it was overcrowded because how could I have saw her if I hadn’t boarded that bus in first place. I felt something bumping out of my chest. It was like pain or something else was there ,may be my ….I don’t know…..it was all so soothing…If could just sit there and stare her for all my life, if I could just talk to her, if I could love her…

Life is a journey exciting,romantic, beautiful, lovely, happy and may be unpredictable as well…..no!!! are we there??

And then the untamed crazy driver came back to his senses, the overcrowded tiny vessel started to seem big and I started loosing her from my sight and then in a blink of eye she was gone like just vanished into nothing….it feels bad when you loose but it feels miserable when the game just stops and you can’t find anybody…..

And that’s how life is a journey miserable, bumpy, exciting, romantic, beautiful, lovely, sad and unpredictable as well.


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