On a rainy morning suddenly the urge of getting out of the house and taking a walk, getting drenched in the rain, feeling the fresh cold rain water falling on my face with the cool breeze patting my face gently like a velvet cloth touching the skin…….so soft yet so stern and chill……………..made me start this trip……
So i started this voyage……..i preferred calling it a voyage and not a walk ‘coz today i wanted to discover not the trees or the nature’s beauty surrounding me………………but i was out to discover myself…………..my past………my childhood…….that innocence which got lost in one these lanes somewhere……i was out to search that innocence once again………maybe i would come face to face with it today……….
With these thoughts i started my journey………..the first step in many days which was made for me………..not for someone else……..not for going to the shop nearby or to the market……..but in search of me…..
The journey was an ordinary walk first……seeing many people running behind buses so that they could reach their respective destinations……..so that they could start their day like an ordinary day…….office-home-office schedule……..Small kids waiting for their school bus to arrive so that they could make it to school in time…….but somewhere deep in their hearts hoping that the bus doesn’t arrive and they don’t have to go to school today……hoping for another rainy day holiday…….this was the first stop down the memory lane which i took…….the kids stretching their hands in the rain trying to catch the raindrops in their small palms……..hooded raincoats of various patterns and colors bearing cartoons and fairies on them…….older children with colorful umbrellas and heavy bags on their shoulders gossiping and chatting with their fellow frnds……….parents catching the small hands firmly of their small children asking them not to jump in the puddle and spoil their shoes and uniform………..and the kds not paying attn jumping and grining at their parents………
I continued my walk……..continued to discover myself…………discover these small daily events which were once disliked by me and my frnds….but today they are missed more than pizzas or burgers………
The next stop was the small cafe near by………this was once a place where all friends use to sit and gossip and have fun……..an adda as it was always called………….it was the place where we all frnds had met for the last time after the 10th exams……..before all of us took to different directions in life……..The shop keeper still remembering me waved and smiled at me………..and i waved back with a smile thinking about the faint memory this old man still carries with him about the bunch of youngsters waiting to get out of school and enter junior college……..Still that warm smile of him that makes us more like a friend rather than the cafe owner………
Suddenly as all good things come to an end…….it was proved that science has developed so much that no human can stay at peace…….the cellphone rang indicating that for today my trip had come to an end……….that it was time for me to get back home and my daily schedule of classes………and it was then i remembered the essay my teacher use to ask us write in school SCIENCE A BOON OR A CURSE………..i don’t know but at that moment……….science was indeed proving itslef to be a curse for me……….
I took a turn back home…….hoping that someday i will complete this journey i started today………to find myself………still i was deep in thoughts when one of the school buses passed by me like a gush of wind……and reminding me that one more day got entered in the memory book……………THE TRIP DOWN THIS MEMORY LANE………….