Sunday, November 13, 2011

That all Important Bus Ride !

We all have families and am sure we cherish them. But I am not sure how many of you value them.
You don't often realize their value until you stay away from them. I have done that for almost 2 years now and trust me it's a difficult thing...So here's presenting something which happens with me every friday when I make my trip from pune to my home in Navi Mumbai :) Hope you like it.

She waited, waited and waited endlessly

For any particular “thakeli” bus to arrive

In that rush of the so called “weekend public”, she stood

Waiting to go home, waiting to spend some time.

Her face, I saw, was just like mine

Enthusiastic, vibrant and fresh

Just the thing that a Friday evening does

It rejuvenates, it excites and it ends that wait.

That wait for the weekend and those 2 days

2 days with your friends and family

2 days of sleep, 2 days of good food

Oh those good ol’ 2 days

And finally that bus arrives after an endless wait

Pushing and shoving happens, almost like a local train

The “Mamaa” tells the driver…”Zaaoo Deyaa”

The lucky few get a seat while she doesn’t.

Disappointed, her endless wait stretches a little,

Still her face remains as fresh as a daisy,

Awaiting and almost reminiscing her last weekend

She has a wry smile, as innocent as a child.

Finally she manages to get inside the bus

I too luckily hop along.

Yes mom, I got the bus, I’ll be home soon

Her voice, all happy, excited and vibrant

And then, I see her again, her face a little disgruntled

Quite Opposite to what it was 2 days ago

That is exactly what a Monday Morning does to you

Makes for a gloomy, sad and a sleepy start.

But one thing I realize in all of this

It’s the family, friends and that surrounding

That makes one come back week after week

It’s not for anything that someone had famously said,

Home is where your heart is !

Thanks Shatabdi for asking me for my blog link…That thing made me write this :)