Ever imagined that every person you see, every person
standing on the street has a story, may be an extra-ordinary story to tell. Ever imagined that abandoned building
is a home for many twittering birds. The stranger who bumped into you has
fought a battle against cancer? Ever occurred?
Me? Yes, I have a habit, habit of observing things around me
and finding funny moments circling through that observation and also at times
feeling the centermost creature on Earth, all of these, just while commuting.
Seeing traffic police daily, reminds me of cartoon “Make
a way for Noddy” and the sole police office in that animated series
named Mr. Plod (no idea why I still remember). And a smile spreads across my
face. Obviously, when you compare Mr. Plod to any traffic police you see on
streets, with a huge belly and his whistle, you just laugh. Sometimes, if you
are extremely lucky (well in my case, yes), they allow you to elude a rule and instruct
you to just not stop and go, even if you are the only vehicle left to cross the
sign (during the “RED” signal, yes). Even imagined how much special you should
feel, because on a cross road the entire bunch of people on the other side are
staring at you, may be at hint of jealously and you are crossing that path all
alone. Literally, I felt like I was walking on a ramp with all eyes on me.
I have to take a path daily, where there are people living
on streets. I see them, jumping around, collecting things from the ground and
when a car approaches to give them food how joyously they jump. And it’s always
a pleasurable sight for me. A father gesturing towards an airplane in the sky
to show to his daughter, and how she simply giggles on the sight of that. The pleasures
are same everywhere, wherever you live.
The other favorite thing: Rains, I love it when it
surprises me. It gives free hugs to everyone, some don’t like though. And yes,
it never discriminates. As they say, some feel rain, others just get wet. How amazing
that feeling is when you can hear the sound of every raindrop falling on the
ground and the smell of that wet land. It’s a music to ears, leaves always a soothing
effect.
This was a little basket full of amidst the alley stories. For
those who are reading this, let us not allow our sub-conscious mind to ponder
upon daily tension while commuting. Look around, the happiness lies in simplest
things.
💖💖💖
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