Whoever said a bus stand or a railway station is the most interesting place to sit and observe life shall get one tight whack from me!!
Cos it isn't. It simply isn't.
Its just a place where you sit and wait for a bus or a train.
I am sure one could find poetic undertones to this - people waiting to get on with their journey , to go to or get away from , a story behind every face, of hope, happiness, dismay, laughter, sadness or just a plain journey.
But at 5 in the morning in the biting cold, after a hectic day/week/month at school, without a smoke or a drop of alcohol or even a decent dinner all this is far from poetic.
I can only see strange disheveled people waking up or being woken up on the platform, a store owner cleaning his store -using the same broom to mop the floor and his merchandise, strange men and women staring at me cos
1) A grumpy looking girl, alone, writing away at this place at 5 in the morning is not a very common sight.
2)They have nothing better to do.
I look around and I don't see shops with fascinating wares, I see business opportunities. I am here so i can be together or go apart,to see if I meet Jalebi again, but in my head I instinctively want to write a list of to-dos and start working on that. That's what going back to school has done.
Split the yesterday and today. And I am not sure I welcome the change.
Cos it isn't. It simply isn't.
Its just a place where you sit and wait for a bus or a train.
I am sure one could find poetic undertones to this - people waiting to get on with their journey , to go to or get away from , a story behind every face, of hope, happiness, dismay, laughter, sadness or just a plain journey.
But at 5 in the morning in the biting cold, after a hectic day/week/month at school, without a smoke or a drop of alcohol or even a decent dinner all this is far from poetic.
I can only see strange disheveled people waking up or being woken up on the platform, a store owner cleaning his store -using the same broom to mop the floor and his merchandise, strange men and women staring at me cos
1) A grumpy looking girl, alone, writing away at this place at 5 in the morning is not a very common sight.
2)They have nothing better to do.
I look around and I don't see shops with fascinating wares, I see business opportunities. I am here so i can be together or go apart,to see if I meet Jalebi again, but in my head I instinctively want to write a list of to-dos and start working on that. That's what going back to school has done.
Split the yesterday and today. And I am not sure I welcome the change.
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