“Boom” I hear a cracker burst, beyond that I hear a dog howl and a child wail (am sure they were scared of the sound). Next door, a man in a worn out lungi sits with his legs stretched out. Probably home for lunch and resting his feet a bit. Few door away 2 girls are playing hop scotch with n old frail woman watching them from the verandah. The minute they hear the horn of the bus, they stop playing and wave.. I wave back at them and they grin, from ear to ear..
Oh,look there’s a man sculpting a shivalinga idol, knocking on the stone over and over again till it breaks away. A lily pond with nothing but bright green moss covering its surface
A bus drives past, nearly brushing past my window jolting me out of my revere. The bus winds through the roads, honking at other trucks and cars ahead. Celine dione sings “beauty & the beast” – feels like she is talking about what am feeling now- leaving the beauty of the small town heading back to the big bad world called city life.
It has been 2days of sheer bliss, not just the sights and sounds, but being able to spend time with myself.. I am in a new town, a place I have been wanting to visit, but just dint seem to happen.. I guess it was “Time” or “destiny”. And now am heading back, not sad, well little sad,but with the smile I had as I hopped on the bus on saturday morning in Chennai .
A loudspeaker plays a tamil movie song as the bus moves along.. 2men walk pushing a motorbike along…cool breeze sweeps my face…