just on my way..

It was an usual day at the office.. Struggled to get one auto and placed myself comfortably by the window seat :P, listening to the honks outside and the romantic Kannada songs the auto wala was playing inside!!

Shit!! As usual 'never clearing' look traffic at the TV tower signal. All vehicles were moving at snails pace and in the race, a Ford IKON came to a halt on the window side :P of my auto.

Before getting in to the IKON, let me tell you, recently I have developed this habit of popping up my neck and looking around whenever I see someone conversing in Tamil or when I unconsciously read "Tamil written in Tamil" or "Tamil written in English" somewhere.

Yea! Placed as an Architect in Bangalore, LIFE is taking a change in all aspects which are hard for me to digest most of the times..

Now back in traffic with the neighboring IKON!!

My neck popped up again and my eyeballs got widened to read the text running in the small display of the MP3 player inside that car.. Its ''THULI THULI" ohh!! thuli thuli song :) :) tamil pola" an excitement sprang up and settled in me.

Now my attention got focussed on to the driver and tough I could not see him properly as it was very dark and the street lights were of no help!

Next to the driver was that cute little girl, around some 3-4 years old (though I am bad in judging the age of people, that too kids) seeing me. I returned my usual smile to her, and in her blush she hid herself by leaning back on the seat, hiding her face behind the opaque portion between the glass of the window and the rim of the door.

Then slowly she leaned forward, just to ebb out her curiosity of "is that aunty again looking at me??''

First I was pretending not to see her and suddenly turned my head to her side and gave a wink. We both continued to play (I dont realise how long we were playing so) until my auto driver sparked up the engine and both the vehicles were about to lose their synchronization.

It was like I am giving send off to a good 'ol friend, my hands waved involuntarily saying tata to her and she too waved back and I can see that innocent smile surpassing me and speeding up.

I was keeping track of that KA04 MG 9113 Ford IKON (Magenta I suppose..... or Black-I couldn't quite read it) till it vanished from my sight..

I paid off the auto and was walking through the residential lanes towards my home, same kid like her was walking in front of me with her dad..

After I overtook them, the same involuntariness made my head turn back to look at her and my lips to smile at her. And the same involuntariness made that kid to wave back at me with a cuddle:)

I felt fresh, both at mind and heart, that drove me to blog this out the same night..

After that turmoil(which I refer those days to) my mind is longing for new things to live with and new ways to live which I haven't realised before and I am getting to know what I really want and how I am wanted to be :)