Early Morning Travel
Early Morning Travel
The luminous full moon was shining bright
The stars joined them to give a visual treat
Cool breeze slapped and urged me to wear muffler,
when we hastened to the railway station.
Soon the grey sky started changing its vivid color
to light orange,intimated the rising of the glorious sun.
I greeted the rising sun with my dearest camera,
and it smiled at me through the strapping rays.
"Oh!Am I the first one to welcome the sun today?" I proudly asked
"NO",the migratory birds chirped on their way
When I stepped into the railway station,I was totally flabbergasted
to see a huge crowd of people waiting for the same train.
When the train reached the platform everyone sprinted
to get a seat.Thankfully I got a window seat.
Even though the sun had started rising,
it was neither a bright morning nor a dark night.
Since it was twilight, the glass windows reflected the image of a kid
sleeping in her mom's lap, who were seated opposite to me.
There is something divine not only in the children smile
but also in their cute innocent sleep.
After few minutes,the image of kid began to vanish
and the smile of the nature emerged.
The green farmlands were bracing and
the glimpse of rivers were enthralling.
The trees,rivers,people,buildings and everything
moved backward except the birds.
They never got tired of overtaking the train.
How active and independent they are!
Many thoughts pondered while seeing them.
People were talking,kids were playing
and the canteen walas were selling tea "CHAI CHAI",
some babies started crying and young boys were roaring,
and I could hardly hear the train's chik buk sound
Amid the turbulent voices,a powerful voice
distracted me from the deep thoughts.
A blind man was singing a beautiful old song,
and implored people to aid money to him.
I didn't want to call him a begger
rather I would call him a singer.
How could he sing like this!
I was astonished and lost in thoughts.
As soon as the destination reached,
the people again sprinted to get off from the train.
Copyright © Supraja Kannan | Year Posted 2017