Volvo 650A [M.G Road to Aluva]

Out of the 12 million luxury buses in the world, The last one i noted was 650A-Volvo, running daily to Aluva from M.G road of Cochin at exactly 7.00 PM! Everyday they runs on the same route with all the seats covered with asses of the lucky travelers. Fortunately, I also was a daily visitor of this bus, the front one to the corner seat from the last, i have always believed that seat is mine!

Several days i have returned from my office in this bus, but never come across with a complaint. Every day you get into a bus, you come across with different sorts of people from different parts of the city. You will never know who he/she was, what her/ his character was, what are they in real life, but the one thing you will have to remember always is out of the million chances of not meeting these people, the destiny has brought together all of you under one closed moving box with a/c. Possibilities are many. I sat on my seat as usual and directed all the air pipe fronts towards my face. Its bringing cold now to my face. 

Its been a while the bus started, seats are getting filled easily. I was eagerly waiting for someone to share my seat with. The bell screamed tight informing the next stop and i saw people setting themselves to get into the bus somehow and get there asses placed on the unfilled seats. But they didn't had any clue that they all were fighting for just one seat, at that time, and that one's beside me. I smiled!
The bus stopped and all of them marched in, but only one could take the seat with me, and i saw an old woman, rushing towards me aiming the seat. She hit everyone who was on her way to me. A lot of baggages too. At the first sight she threw me a couple of bags at me and smiled at my face like a newly born kid. I could easily calculate the number of tooth's in her mouth with that smile she gave. But i didn't want to do it, because i knew she had only 3! Then she took a whopping 100 rupees note from her money bag and cut one ticket to Palakkad. 

Wait a minute, did i hear Palakkad out of her mouth? When i saw the conductor's laughing face joined by other fellow travelers i understood it was for real. The woman was climbing the peak of embarassement, sitting beside me there. She was arguing without knowing that the bus will go until Aluva only. I didn't talk anything. People sitting around were trying to understand her the situation, and she was hearing everything so perfectly like a fresh kid in school. She asked the conductor to cut her a ticket anywhere he likes. I was stunned with that clause she put forward. The wise conductor accepted the woman's wish by cutting a ticket to the next stop. She got up wanting to get down at the next stop and asked me to catch her bags and when i did, she started walking to the door, i walked behind her carrying the bags. The next moment i was standing in Palarivattom bus stop with an old woman, holding her bags, with no penny in my pocket. The woman was closely watching everything appeared before her eyes and some time later she found me also with her eyes. A young boy standing before her holding her bags. She got fascinated, and took away her bags from me. She was smiling too. She thanked me and then she asked, This stop belongs to you also, right? Good!

I nodded with a smile. She asked how much time it would take to reach Palakkad from there. 

"Probably a 3-4 hours, in bus!" She felt okay with my answer, and so i asked her, "Its a long way for a woman like you to travel in the night."

She replied, "oh, i don't mind dying on my way."

With a smile, she replied again, "After 21 years i wanted to come to this city again to attend my grand child's funeral. 21 years i lived inside my house without going out and when i heard my grand child is getting buried, i rushed. Now i'm here in front of you, do you think it really matters me to reach home in time.?"
I was motionless, but i had to really answer her queries with the smile she expected from me. I smiled. She too. She said, "boy, go home, before it gets too late for you."
I smiled again in short of words and in brief steps i made her understood, how to reach Palakkad from there, and then it ended with a bye. I started walking and walking and walking.
I knew i had to walk at least 5 kilo meters now to reach my home, with no penny in hand, in the memory of some smiles provided by the old woman standing far behind me. By the way, Is she still standing there? I asked myself Or has she gone from there too? The answer was in her eyes.. the eyes searching freedom without expecting the wonders of this world buried in beliefs. Shes having the most memorable moments of her life. And i'm walking for the ticket i already have in my pocket. I teared it and taught them to fly in the middle of the road. The five kilo meters i was gonna walk felt like nothing to me comparing to the smile of the woman i saw. The road of destiny was far spread in front of me!

The Story of a Smiley :-)

It was a Sunday. I spend my Sundays by sleeping long usually. Last Sunday, while i was sleeping, i felt light reaching my eyes. Was it a dream? No, I got up and it took some time to realize its Sunday. Then i decided to sleep more. But my friends didnt like that idea, and they came up with a new idea of watching a movie. In next second, i was in bathroom and within a few more minutes, we all were dressed. We are three in number and we have only a bike. We took the chances of getting caught by the Khakhi dressed people and headed to the theatre. There was a yet another friend to join with us, unfortunately she ran late and we had to miss the  whole movie knowingly. That was our only chance to see that movie. We didnt had the patience to wait until next day. So we headed to the food court, searching for new ideas to spend time & money. 

We took our seats and started fishing our brains for new ideas. While everyone was thinking hard, my eyes were set on a cute girl sitting next to our table. She was also staring at me. Whoa, i checked everywhere if there is anyone else catching her eyes. Nope, it was me. I felt proudness inside my heart and i also looked right into her eyes. After looking at each other for a few more minutes, i saw she raising a Pepsi bottle looking at me and started drinking. I guessed i have to act right now itself. In the next moment, i lifted my cola and poured a gulp into my mouth. She kept the bottle back. I imitated. I tried smiling but she didnt like it i guess that she was telling something to her father, i prayed, let that not be about me. He started staring at me then. I looked back like nothing has happened and took another sip of cola. I saw her imitating me there. Hah! How am i gonna give up now, i took another sip. She also. The drinking party kept going for a few more rounds and then i saw her sister and mother also staring at me. Why does she have to involve her parents in this? And what do they want? i wanted to tell, stop looking at me. but then I'd loose the game. i wanted to win it, anyhow, she too. Its between us, so why bringing them into the middle for nothing. My friends were already watching the series of events happening there. They asked me to stop the whole thing. Just when i was gonna stop she challenged me by taking a yet another drink. How could i give up. I replied. But then she calmed me down by lifting a piece of  chicken and looked at me, and then i saw her eating it with a smile of a killer and she was enjoying the bite too. She knew, i didn't have anything to eat on my table. So she declared victory for herself this time. I know I'm lost now,  but i have to show her i enjoyed it and so i smiled at her. She is also smiling now. Have i won something with this lose? I noticed, she couldn't take her eyes off me, even i couldn't. For a moment i thought there is nothing more cute in this world than this one. This is where i guess the term 'love at first sight' can be used. I felt like running over to her and ask her out. But she will say no definitely. So i remained back and watched her actions, she was asking her mother to take her photos, and started posing in front of me. I saw various expressions coming down that face. She wanted to look cute in those photos or she wants me know that shes cute. I get it now! Love was blossoming in the atmosphere. I heard old Hindi songs playing in the background. Nothing better could happen at that time than this. Anyway i got her message, so i put my sun glasses on and started taking photos of mine. I gave her some my own expressions too. i think she didn't like that. i guessed that because, she stopped posing and got up from her seat. While rushing onto something, her sandal broke down, that too in front of me, nothing more humiliating could happen in her life than this. I smell a chance to take down my victory over her, so i gently raised my leg to the height of the table and very gently pointed by million dollar shoes to her! I jumped and kicked on the floor with a message to her. It never breaks. Busted!

  

She lost it! I have won over her. Now i can give her the smile she gave moments ago. but before that i saw her face changing. The way that cute face was moderating with sad expressions, ruined my happiness too. I had already recommended her as the cutest girl in world, but with this face no one would believe me. She went back to her seat and talked to her father. Suddenly, they were all looking at me. My friends were preparing to run but i was stuck there with the bottle on my hand. Next moment, her father got up, looked at me, and then he walked away with his daughter. She was staring at me until she missed me. I wanted to smile but i couldnt. I saw her mother following them, but she didnt forget to smile at me, for giving their cute little daughter a worthful time. But was it really worth?

Hours later, while we were going back from the food court, we reached 2^nd floor and suddenly i came face to face with this girl. Her legs are not big enough to walk like a grown up. Still she managed to run like a child. I wonder which class she might be in or has she started going to school? When she saw me, i saw her eyes varying from a dusty atmosphere to the world of happiness. She was smiling the next moment. With her lips, with her eyes, from her heart.. And i danced for her. She called up her father and showed me to him. He smiled. And then she faded away from my sight looking at me until the very last moment and smiling. I wonder what her name would be. For that the most beautiful smile she gave, i named her Smiley :-)

A Smile like a Feather...

209 days before, there lived a parrot. When we met, I was dipped out from a world of dreams to reality. Even the nature served us with all its momentum. At first, I thought a parrot could not talk and it happens only in stories. But then i remembered the stories never go bad, it happens or was once happened or will happen once. That’s the ecological commandment which goes on without getting intruded by anything. I fell in love with it. Why would i fall in love with a parrot.? Have you ever? Why would you fall in love with a parrot.? You will never know the answer until you go through it. The parrot couldn't think about my needs, but it used to think why i am living like this. Why am i not living like a parrot? I told my parrot, you wouldn't know the reason until you experience it. The parrot got angry and asked me, even you wouldn't know the reason until you experience it. I was thrashed. i opened the face of my fist for a moment then i thought, why can't i be a parrot? I asked my parrot, what if i can be like a parrot? It talked, then you are gonna be one thing who knows to be a human and parrot very well. What? i asked. It repeated, If you become like a parrot, then you would be one substance in this world who have felt the feelings of a parrot and a human being. That's interesting, and there could be a lot of substances in this world living living dual lives with the feelings of many unknown things. Feelings & emotions, the key to the life out of Normalism. I'm wondering if there is ever a word called Normalism. But i guess i have made the point with that never heard word. More than its meaning, the feeling is what to be pictured. I decided to become a parrot. I talked loud to him, i wanna take a walk through your world. I'm a quick learner. I'll be good with your emotions and will consider myself to be one among your breed. The parrot was lost in silence looking at me. What;s the meaning of that silence? Am i talking alone here? I wanna become a parrot like you and I'm explaining my feelings here and still I'm getting silence from you. The parrot suddenly opened its wings and started flying through the room. It finished two rounds and rested on my leg. It looked into my face and said, the moment we started talking to each other, you have become a parrot, i see myself in your eyes every time i look into it. It opened its wings once again and jumped into air, It stopped before my eyes for a few moments and said, Open up your heart mate and enjoy flying!!!