Wednesday, 22 June 2011

Crossing Borders

Packed Bags , packed lunches on the table , checking rechecking of tickets , the fainting whistle of the train , the plains flying over board the puckish feeling and cramps in the stomach ..happens with me , I cant see people crossing borders , I cant see people go away
Though dad being in the army this was normal since the child hood but i haven't been able to able to come at peace with this truth of life , that not everyone dear to you stays with you forever..
The other day I had this destructive ideas of  destroying the whole transportation system , so that no one could ever go away , but ya then that means we will also not be able to go for vacations , so I dropped that idea..
The feeling of not being able to see your family for days to come  , makes me feel handicapped .
Because no number of phone calls , chatting , video chats can ever ever compensate for the one face to face conversation you have..for the one laugh you see real , for the one tear you see flow...

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