Bus
So it is one of those days where you get up after a meeting with the director feeling all woozy and you can't for nuts find models for the photo shoot and the coordinator is busy acting like God and all you can get yourself to fantasize about is food and it is not thunder you hear but your stomach and you walk the entire distance to get a bus and he zooms by on a bike waving to you and you finally get a bus and a seat too and it quickly begins to fill and there are oh so many people and this woman boards and she has this little girl in her arms and you take the child and it is sitting on your lap and it has these really really small hands and both of you are staring at her hand in yours and she snuggles closer to you, just below your neck and falls into this slumber and there you are, holding this fragile treasure held against you and it is like the entire world just goes by and you don't notice and time exists just for the two of you so you can hold her snug and warm while she is asleep in your arms....
posted by Prat @ 9:09 AM
14 comments
14 Comments:
...an ordinary bus journey can make u reach out to extraordinary emotions.. and at times unforgettable little moments :)....love bus journeys.. everyday is a new experience.. at times a new story ...and many times good memories :)....
glad you liked the snap :)
i adore that this is like a run-on sentence of a story. pregnant with a part 2.
thats the maternal instinct in you sweets.. it fills one up with lot of emotions.. :) i used to do that often with my 3 yr old niece and all my stress used to just float away when I felt that soft breath.. fluttering in my neck..
Thoughts,
Yeah, we have some of those impeccable moments. Rare, though!
Jenn see,
Lol, all I can say is it aint always pretty!
Trans,
Thanks so much!
Pallavi,
Dunno when it comes to hormones :D.
What is the deal with kids, they are so freaking adorable?!
Ramchi,
Did you mean I " inspired" you? Wow, thanks for making me feel like the high preistess of Timbuktu!
hey this was sweet and lovely...
I really like the way you have pulled this all together into one sentence. It shows how thing flow into one another sometimes and everything does not happen step by step.
Heyyy..came here from Ramchi's..to look at the inspiration behind his post!
And I sure am glad! Its a tender post and the idea of one-line says it all is done beautifully!
I remember this familiar scene... the baby in my arms calls herself "prat" and has this remarkable way of spitting out her thoughts in her blogs.... the old man wonders why life does not have an "action replay" button... not because he wants to look young and handsome again..but because he can carry his sleeping princess in his arms once again...
Well done you brat , sorry "prat"
Luv...
Bobo
PS: You know who this is ? ....;-)
Excellent... !!
I read it a few times and tried to imagine all this happen.
Something like time-lapse photography. You start your day and everything whizzes past your eyes, and screeches to a halt with the baby in your lap. Imagine all that you wrote, happening in 4 seconds.
Thanks for all the comments on my blog.
Pingu,
I kind of like the idea too :D
Wbix,
thankyou for stopping by. And your thoughts.
.:a:.,
yeah I kinda like it too when colours smudge into one other and you can't seem to distinguish them that well...
Pincushion,
Thanks for dropping by! Now you see :D
Bobo,
No idea, old man.
Would you like to tell me?
Vidya,
It was an absolute pleasure. Trust me on this one. And thankyou for those images, once again.
bus journeys (even short ones) can be sometimes really refreshing.
great one prat.
vasu
Vasu,
Yes, I read you. You get to space out.
so prat you got to seat your prat in the bus whilst the woman stood :)..
PS. hope you know what prat means
I enjoyed reading this post... I always wonder what children think when they place their hands in adult hands and look - not love the sight or hate it but just look. So little but they can swallow the entire world around us... Came to your blog from Akruti's.
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