Thursday, March 10, 2005

The Bus Shook…….

Here I am,
sitting at the window,
on a trip back.
A journey ahead awaits me.

I just went over the speed breaker.
Yes I am at the turning,
What brings out a swear word,
today, at this moment,
brings about a smirk,
Hump, I don’t believe this,
I am going miss u too?

The light from a speeding lorry blinds me,
I close my eyes,
I start smiling.

I see a glowing name board,
I turn my head,
Flex my neck muscles,
till it goes out of sight.
I realize I have not read a single word on it.
I‘m still smiling.

The sound from the radio,
The same noise that did not grant me the peace,
to read a single page,
Today fades away,
I’m still smiling.

I shake myself into reality,
from reality.
Looking up, I see a pole,
that seems to have bent itself,
to shower me will all it can offer.
I‘m still smiling.

Right ahead, is a creature,
Looking at me with its red third eye,
I know it’s going to let me go,
turning green as I pass by,
But this time, it is going to be a different way.

I turn behind, to look at all the buses,
that have come with me, all along,
Am I wondering?

I start moving.
I start moving away.
I see the back of the rest,
The numbers in the circles tells me….
“Don’t tell me you didn’t know?
Every number takes its own route.”
I shake my head,
I’m still smiling.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

To greener pastures?

A good bye mail. My first attempt, I would say.
To greener pastures? I was asked,
Here is what I have to say.

Very much,
But from a meadow full of evergreen shrubs.

Shrubs? You might ask,
That's a lot of growth in six months,
I would say.
Come on....hear the stress on "evergreen"

Life is taking this Ferdinand,
to a different arena,
only few hundred miles away.

The bubble that pops up,
in between my two horns,
will hold those wonderful memories for ever..
Learning to clear the fence...
Watching the other bulls and cows, make the jump across...
Waiting for the turn in anticipation...
And after the feat,
Chewing the cud for a month,
Basking with the rest...
Then pulling the plough.....

Every moment will be remembered and cherished.
Thanks to every one of you,
for being with me in this herd.

I owe you this....one big..."MOOOOOOO" :-).
Day after tomorrow is my last day at Wipro.

The roads that we take might be different, but better keep in touch, for all you know we might meet at the crossroads. After all, its a small small world.