Just Thinking...

Why does Life seem like and endless episode of corners, bus stops and visceral intersections of familiar faces always out of time? It feels that way to me almost everyday. I have a crush on this girl, her name is Simran, and I know it doesn't make any sense, but I do. Today I ran into her on a busy crosswalk (during my common days of racing to work), actually she recognised me and called my name. Suddenly all my urgencies were aborted and the single most important thing on my mind was to go and meet her... But we just waved at each other instead till our buses came. Walking the world by yourself isn't fun anymore but if you walk too long alone, there may not be any time to change direction and you'll find yourself always waiting for the bus, or standing on corners waiting to cross the street.