Monthly Archives: May 2010

>Just Another Ride…

>Hey reader!

I often happen to travel by a rickshaw (often known as a rick, in the suburbs of Mumbai) or a cab and then I begin thinking about a dozen different things… This is something, I believe, everyone who takes on such vehicles has gone through… Hope you can connect to it at some point…

And this one, is a tribute to all my such rides till date… Yes, a ‘tribute’…

It’s strange feeling when I get into the vehicle to take me to my next destination… It’s peculiar as to how many things run through my mind… Will I reach on time? Would traffic delay me? What will it be like there? Have I forgotten something? What’s it going to be like? Will it be memorable? Would I enjoy? Will I run into someone whom I know? Will I meet someone new and interesting? A million more questions pose in for me… You decide for yourself… Because, it’s just another ride…

And then, as the vehicle begins… I look at the curious gaze of the on-lookers who stare at me with wide eyes… As if cursing me for getting a ride that could have been theirs… Many of them, even try their luck to get it even after I did… None of them know what it’s like… What’s going on in my mind… What I’m thinking… What I have been through… What is the feeling deep in my heart… What gives me happiness… What pain broods in my heart… What do I want to do really… Why and where am I destined to reach… What’s my inner conscience telling me… What are my dreams, wants, needs, desires… And, it’s just another ride…

As I pass buildings and bungalows, I wonder if I could have any of them some day… I wonder if my house will be looked upon with awe like I do for those few… As I see the cars speeding by with a whoosh-sound… I begin imagining myself driving the cars in the garage of the house of my dreams… Those beautifully crafted vintages… Those high performance SUVs… Those awesome-looking luxury cars… Those zooming sports cars… And, I wonder how many of them would find a place in my home… And, it continues as just another ride…

As I stop at a signal, I look at those unlucky children who beg in misery… Those handicapped adults who can do nothing but spend each day in pain… How I wish that education could turn the small kid on every corner of this vast country into a responsible citizen who can stand up on his own legs… How I wish free medication to the needy was available, in time… How I wish the corrupt officials were tamed and would work for the society’s betterment… And, as the signal light goes green, these thoughts just fade till the next such vision… Because… It’s just another ride…

As I pass by innumerable shops, I realize how many things do we need to buy or rather, want to buy on a daily basis… Those bare necessities to those luxuries… Those needs, wants… Those which give us a life and those which help us lead a better life… Yet, it’s just another ride…

And within this time frame, through the process of these innumerable thoughts… I move close to my destination… The place where I had to be… And suddenly, a new set of questions stem in my head… Do I look good? Am I presentable? Do I look as someone to whom everyone would turn back and look at? What would everyone think of me? But, it’s just another ride…

I pay the fare… Leave the vehicle… And then smile at myself, and say… ‘Yes, that was just another ride…’

After all… It always is… Just Another Ride…