A day in the life.

my life's driven by hope. hope that the day i am living in would be a bit less harsh than the previous one. today has been no less different. i stepped out after a forced bowel movement in my bathroom ( only smokers living with their parents would understand this) listening to a new track of god is an astronaut by the end of which i find my self hanging on the side of a seven seater which would take me to jntu. the place i live in is the last place on planet earth that a 20 year old would like to imagine himself living in. sometimes this place reminds me of m.night shyamalans village. 5 minutes in a seven seater and you are transported to an entire new world bubbling with people and energy unlike the place where i live. i get down at jntu and without my knowledge my feet start advancing towards the nearest place that sell cigarettes. as i sit there fixing myself a smoke thoughts invade my brain just then i chance upon a poster of gautham menon's latest offering " ye maaya chesava " and this lightens me up. saw the movie twice and believe me i am game for an other viewing. scenes from the movie overshadow the thoughts previously invading my brain and the very first one being post interval scene in kerala where the protagonist meets his lady love in her house. suddenly energised by the thought that this could happen to me in near future. i look around and find this ape beside me talking over a phone. the ape caught me staring and to justify my stare i ask him the time only to find myself half an hour past my regular routine. i thank the ape and rush to my stop.


comfortably in the bus i look around and see people. some of them i recognise. every time i get on a bus i tell myself a stupid line written by me " life's a bus journey new people get in and the old ones get down at every stage" stupid line though it has some sense. once in secunderabad i got down and made my way to the stop. pavan has already got there and offered me his cigarette when he saw me. smokers share this special something. i use the word something because relationship would sound a bit heavy and i cant get myself to think of any other word that would define a relation. got it affinity would have sounded good but it's up to you fill that something with a word of your choice. coming back to the smokers thing it feels good when someone offers you a cigarette it instills a sense of brotherhood in the person offering and the one receiving. just when i was about to take the first puff the bus with a board titled snist arrives i take a deep drag and was preparing myself to take an other. but the bastard snatches it away takes a deeper drag and crushes it under his feet.


with the apron on i look at myself in the mirror. a friend of mine walks in and tells me i look like an astronaut. god is an astronaut i tell him. i stepped inside the lab and i can see worried faces all around some sad, some puzzled. vikas comes over to me going by the look on his face i knew he was going to shock me even before he opened his mouth. as expected he told me the news phani girish and pavan kumar died in an accident 5 minutes away from our college.


the stupid line of mine makes sense now " life's a bus journey new people get in and the old one's get down at every stage".......