The other day I was dragging my existence from office to home..and suddenly I saw a small gathering @ one of the ice cream parlours in my vicinity..Being a ice cream lover, I too planned to gobble a scoop. I parked my ride in front of the parlour and walked towards the token counter.
“Choco fudge..single scoop, waffle cone!!”, I said.
The guy @ the counter handed over an orange plastic coin to me..I took my scoop in lieu and started my treat..
I always feel that eating ice cream is no less than a game..you have to take care, not a single drop gets spilled (you lose points) , you have to eat the portion at right time before it melts (else game over) and with all these complicacies and rules, you have to enjoy eating it too..More of a game, right?!
Anyways, while I was on the game, I saw the tiny lil eyes..almost peeping from the shoulder wall carrying it..I was transported by the umpteen emotions in them..Are those eyes just wondering @ the interwoven elderly world of ours..or those eyes are questioning the meaningless and of the big city..or may be just flaunting the innocence that could only be in the tiny eyes..nowhere else...And I was transported back to the 'present'..with the freezing sensation by the lava-down movement of melted ice cream on my knuckles..
And I smiled..this time with no realisations...Not being a writer, no framing of stories..Just sharing a heart-touching experience..
As a lark, I hopped on to my ride..brimming with the 'feelings'..and vrooommmmmm!! (PS : No more dragging the existence you see.. I am riding now.. ;))
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