Bike WashOh what a sight it was to watch these kiddos help out their Dad with all gusto in washing the bike! Somewhat like the days when Dad used to ask us to do it for him! My bro and I, all padded up and all charged up, armed with bucket in one hand, mug and soap in the other… we always forgot that we would need the cloth to wipe the vehicle post the wash!

As usual, both of us would end up fighting with him walking off in a huff! Ha ha!!! What fights they were after all for you may wonder… well… they would be for trivial matters with me usually bossing and pushing my brother around. Like most of the older brothers, I was a bully too!!! And like most younger brothers, my brother was some one who hated to work!!!

Well, let me get back to these two kids!!! They live right across the street where my house is located. This morning just as I walked out in the balcony to put my towel out to dry, I noticed these two shouting at the top of their voice!! Just round the corner was their dad!!! He was getting them water to wash his bike! The boys scrubbed scrubbed and scrubbed until the bike was sparkling clean! Well, if that was not enough, they were almost ready for a bath too!!! Had it not been a city side scene, I bet the kids would have had a bath right there! Ha ha!!! I just can’t imagine the sight that it would have made!!!

Well, until I can find something like that to blog about, its ciao from me!!!

I am reminded of the song Thande Thande Pani Se from Pati Patni aur Woh!

Image273 Well, how many times have we had such fleeting thoughts that the moment we got it we lost it!!! Something just like this train… it passes by just so fast… just the same way that you would expect from an unknown person…

But I would not agree with that!!! How many sweet memories do we hold of this train, how many soulful journeys have we gone in the train??? Wind blowing into our face when we stood out at the door, or as kids forced our faces out of the window to look at the curving train!!! It does not just end there… so many strangers who we made friends with by the time we reached our destination. Or as a matter of fact all the wares that would be sold by all kinds of people… some whom as kids we despised at the first look while some how ever they looked, we drooled for the stuff that they sold!!!

Ok lets move a little more Image274ahead… train journeys always remind me of the yummy food that mom packed up for us!!! the first thing that as kids we did the minute the station was out of sight was to ask mom if there was something to eat! I really pity mom! Well, the hogging done, the next best thing that at least my brother and I did as kids was to decide what to play!!! The ball always fell in my mom’s court… she was never involved in the first place but then my bro and I could never come to an amicable decision! We always needed a third party to settle that!!! Psst… that happens even now sometimes!!!

I am now getting nostalgic!!! I want to get out and venture into another journey!!! I have a few things planned up… but I am not too sure when that would materialize!!! Well, so long until then!!!

More updates when I actually have them!!! 😉

Well I can think of only one song as of now!!!

Gaadi bula rahi hai… seeti baja rahi hai… chalna hi zindagi hai… chalti hi jaa rahi hai…