As i wait for the most awaited bus. Its atlast arrived in slow motion . It managed to find a seat battling through the big crowd . I even got my favorite window seat. The bus started from mylapore. I switched on the radio and took my book out. Yes this one hour journey can be tiresome at times without proper precautions. As the bus started lots of people got in and out. I started looking at the already familiar surrounding . I keep looking at it. As if i am.not looking at it for the past one year. Everything times something is new about this place .maybe the new mobile panels in the mobile shop. Maybe the hot chips in the snacks shop. Maybe the expression of people standing on the roads. When i see the expression in the people face, i get the impression that the world is big really big. We all are technologically close and emotionally far. The world is smaller yet far. as the bus reaches adyar i am completely into my thoughts about the things i have , want and will have and suddenly the bus is in madhya kailash. Next to it is a church where i look for a bible verse to keep me going. Actually it works. The next 30 minutes goes through endless traffic and honking. Atlast we reach the destination t nagar . The journey is over and i hurry through endless commotion to reach my hostel.
If you could plan your death, how would you plan it? #PlanUrDeath This is a very interesting thought. The thought itself is enough to chill our bones. Death is something which is beyond our control. It is the unconquered kingdom. It is something which we cannot predict nor decide. It happens in its own phase, in its own time and in its own style. Still given as a chance. It would be the most exciting and interesting event to plan. My death will be combination of the things I love. I would try to make it as interesting as possible. Goodbyes are very important to me. It gives a proper ending to our life. The problem with death is we never have time for good bye. The person suddenly disappears leaving a vacuum behind. This leaves the loved ones feeling lost. I will write a proper goodbye to all the important friends and enemies. Sometimes the people who make us cry are the people who has created a great impact on them. I would try to forgive the people who have hurt...
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