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The Bus to Childhood

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Sharik Nazir Bhat, Nasir Sofi
The saddest moment in the world is when you realise that childhood is done and you move on. Sometimes it seems to me that the life is as delicate as a dandelion. One little puff from any direction, and it blows to bits.
A sunrise, a bag of papers and the freshened me waiting for the arrival of the bus. I had never imagined that the bus will be “A bus to childhood”.
Early in the morning I was traveling in a bus with earphones and I was worried about my work pending in the office as it was time to submit them to the boss. Suddenly, the bus stopped and a woman entered the bus and sat on the seat next to me.
Her face was covered with a mask. She was constantly watching me. I thought she was in a state where she knew me and wanted to talk to me but was feeling shy of the other passengers.
Passengers were slowly getting off at their respective stops and eventually only she and me were left in the bus and I was about to get off at my own stop. Looking outside the window, I was worried about submission of office work. After a while I saw that the woman was still looking at me.
‘Are you Shariq?’, she asked in a reposeful manner. For a time being, I was quite. I wondered how she knew my name. I replied, “How do you know me?”
Long ago we were classmates, I am Ayesha!”. “Oh Ayesha, you suddenly become evanesced after our matriculation”, I said in excitement. “Yes, after tenth, we moved to Mumbai because my father was transferred.” By the way, I am a doctor and what did you do nowadays?”
“I am an income tax officer, I replied.”So you deal with a lot of money every day”, she replied in joking way and both of us giggled with smile.
“One day you fainted in the morning assembly due to extreme heat and all the students surrounded you. Do you remember Shariq”? After recalling the moments of our childhood, both of us on one side were laughing continuously and to my consent, I was missing the moments of my childhood too.
I was just in that laugh moment when suddenly she rang the bell of her stop and said goodbye. We shared the whole childhood in a moment of five minutes of the journey. I forgot the worries of the office, went back to my childhood memories and thinking that childhood was the best part of life which should be fully enjoyed.


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