I am fan of
long roads. I just don’t want the bus journey to stop. All I want to do is look
outside. Feel the wind on my face to the extent that it almost stops me from breathing. I like view of the sun. I like the evening sun. I like it when it travels
with me. Every time I look outside, it chases me. It’s funny but it tries to
match our speed.
I look outside into infinity. I look at the red light. I see
people boarding and de-boarding the bus. I don’t want to step out. It feels
comfortable inside. I don’t want to meet new passengers. Why can’t we just stick to
the same bus? Why is it that we have to change buses?
I like the illusion of hope that it creates.
Seems like u struggle a lot for the window seat :P ...liked the post!!
ReplyDeleteWould you always take up a pseudonym to post a comment on my blog? Like, always? ;)
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