The Waiting Corner

Well this is an experience most of us would have gone through , in early school Days .Waiting corner , a corner in the street where we waited for the school bus to come by and take us to school .

For me waiting at this corner was an interesting experience , watching numerous people of different walks of life go past. The common ones being,a gal who dressed and had hair cut like a guy , a guy whose put on excessive perfume , a mother of 2 kids who walked like a zombieetc . I named them She–man, Scenty, Zombie aunty, Tarkari man (Tarkari means vegetables in Kannada) .

A day without them would make my wait incomplete, there was strange urge to see them everyday , guess they had become a part of my time. Sometimes I would sing songs to myself and replacing the movie characters with them. It was great fun, to hum those songs when I saw them .Well…,those days are gone , left behind in time , now there’s just one corner , my cubicle corner where I see nothing except for my PC..

Has She-man changed her style..?, has Scenty given up perfumes..?, and what about Zombie aunty , do her children walk like zombies too..? All remain unanswered !