No True Repeats In Life

One calm evening on a leisure drive with my wife along the Inphal-Dimapur National Highway I remembered my overnight road journeys to Guwahati for office work, sometimes together with her before retirement a decade ago. Tedious journeys riding through the winding hilly roads of Manipur and Nagaland yet exciting the beautiful scenary. Intermittent short stops, taking tea and snack at short breaks, riding through the busy marketplaces in Dimapur and Assam. Songs from Hindi films, were heard inside the bus, from the marketplaces and in the hotels. A longer stop at Jakhalaabandha for all to take food and rest . At last reaching Paltan Bazaar in the morning looking for a hotel. We decided then once again to go to Guwahati when the covid pandemic is over boarding a night super to recreate once our past journeys. Back home ,our little grandson waiting for us to play with me. I remembered then, as the days,months,and years gone there will be no true repeats in life.