A day before my friend and I boarded
a crowded bus. He immediately got a window seat on the right side. Sometime
later I too got a window seat but on the left side.
After we stepped down at our stop
my friend asked me, “Did you see the obscene cat fight between those
heavyweight aunties?”
“No, I didn’t see any. By the way
did you see the elephant? Its trunk was embellished with gold!”
“The what? No! What about the kid
showing some awe inspiring dance moves at the traffic signal?”
“I don’t know.” I shrugged. “But I’m
sure you must have noticed how the auto rickshaw rammed onto the biker. It was
some scene.”
My friend stared at me blankly.
Though we travelled the same
distance, via the same route, but my friend and I saw, and missed, different things
respectively. The funny thing was while we were down with the excitement of
witnessing those things we forgot the fact it was a journey after all. And in a
journey everyone is not meant to see everything.
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