POiSON WORLD

I was mentally exhausted… And physically drained after a whole day of run… But on my way back…I had a perfect moment..That moment which brought a smile on mE after many many day…That rare moment of absolute peace where the world seems to exist just for you… like every gentle summer breeze is carrying with it secrets only you can understand and the song on the radio doesn’t remind you of anything at all….

I was cruising down the bridge leading to the intersection…surprisingly cool winds for a Karachi May rushing in through the open windows with Carry On My Wayward on the radio and then it happened…

I stopped at the traffic signal and it was like time had been stopped… but at the same it seemed like it was passing by at a top speed…A man at the signal was selling a bubble blowing pipe and he was demonstrating it to particularly nobody at all….

A few of the bubbles flew into the buss i was sitting and enjoying the song along…the gust of wind making it seem almost visible….And then, I heard on radio  ” Carry on my Son… For there’ll be peace when you are done “.

It made my heart warm and fuzzy and I smiled like I had never known any pain…. Then the signal turned green and the world moved on….

But it didn’t matter…I had had my perfect moment…