The world speeds down below, the cars overtaking each other as an unsaid competition breaks between them. I am supposed to change metros at a station which comes right before the one where the line terminates.
I still have a long way to go. I have to follow so many paths till I reach my destination.
I look down at the road that doesn't seem to stop for anyone. It rages like a video played on 2x, speeding in a way where there is nothing that can be made out by naked eyes. Everything is a hazy dream except for the speed that seems to show itself more vividly than anything else.
The metro arrives and I miss it. I am lost in my thoughts. I look at my watch and I realize it is been half an hour of me standing there.
Atleast 15 metros have passed behind me while Kailash Kher sings softly in my ear. There are thoughts that cross my mind-
-The first boy I ever loved, intertwined his finger with mine at this very station. We both were drowned in each other eyes. Slow air, slow music in the background. It seems exactly like a movie seen.
-I am 20 days away from graduation, and the world seems like a dusty store room which needs me to find the map to my life in a spider-webby nook of it.
-I haven't been hugged in 3 days. I love hugs and I really need it.
-I don't know how to do taxes. It is extremely difficult thing for me among anything I could ask for.
-Life is speeding and I am afraid, I am losing the will to accelerate. This is not the car I am meant to drive my own life. It's my life which I meant to deal with. One wrong decision and BOOM!
I look at the road one last time. It's a yellow light. Someone on a bike empties an entire bottle of water on his head.
One is holding hands on the gear as the other concentrates on driving. Everyone is taking a break.
The light is green. I have entered the metro. I am okay, again, for the speed of life needs a yellow light too. I still have a long way to go. And just like the metro, I can have my stops too.
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