Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Bus Ride

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.