By DVS Narendra
One day I traveled on a train,
Cursing it in my pathetic little brain,
Then I saw a child sitting on a window side,
Looking at the passing bridges and clouds,
Amazed on what he saw he would shout,
"Ma, trees are moving away, I want them to stay"
As everyone laughed I turned around,
And saw a vendor selling some lemon sprouts,
Life is indeed difficult but he still seemed gay,
Appreciative for every little penny someone would pay,
The more I looked around the more did I see,
Poor, what I considered,
Were happier indeed,
Life is not all that difficult every face did say,
We just need a few lighter hearts and little joys to cherish.
Just a few more gazes here and there,
There was an old lady struggling with fare,
A passenger beside would help her,
Just to show that people do care,
How grateful she was, visible in a stare.
Another little boy, less privileged, asked me as soon as he entered:
"Saab, can I polish your boots?"
It took me back into the memory lane,
And reminded me how this Saab was served in a silver spoon,
Never even polished his own boots.
Life is a journey different for all,
And one day on train was enough to show it all.
And one day I traveled on a train,
Cursing it in my pathetic little brain.