One hour and twenty minutes by the window

It started at around 6.45 in the evening...may be a few minutes here or there...and continued for more than an hour...it was pleasure and pain...my way back home after a tiring day at work...
Now whats new in this? These unwanted trips to office and back are a daily routine..what is it about this one that I had to write about it?Nothing I guess....just that this one was more of a journey through life...more of an introspection...
It actually happens to me when I get to hear those melodious tunes on FM,it takes me back...to my people...to my childhood...to my dost log...to my lost log...
Today when I look at my earlier posts,I realise how foolish I was not to like it when things had not even started turning as cruel to me as they finally did.
The year gone by was just too much for me if not more...it was height of pain,torture and tears...never did I cry this much in my life before...
But then as they say....birds fly...tears die and all that stuff...
And I was not supposed to be sulking on all this in this post by any means...
Here I am just narrating a fragment of my life...as small as an hour...as big as a lifetime...
Was just surfing the channels last evening when caught hold of saiyaan...(the new one from kailash kher) by sheer fluke...and that is how it all started...with appreciable contributions from loote koi man ka nagar(abhimaan),salaam namaste(title track),mayari(palash sen) to push me into a fresh kya khoya kya paya drama...
And then it seemed to go like a slideshow...the noida days...the initial few days at bangalore...the good,not so good,very good and very very bad days that followed...and the concluding thought as always being "jo hota hai,achche ke liye hi hota hai"...
Thoughts kept moving from high to low and low to high absolutely in accordance with the moods of the songs that were playing...and then it came...all of a sudden...rind posh maal(mission kashmir) and threw me off guard...into the golden period of some 6 or 7 years back...those lovely school days...
Not that I started humming "sabse pyare school days,humare pyare school dayssss"as we did in those days while idling away in the corridors,but for sure was lost in those sweet memories for quite long...and then there is so much to remember...classes sans interest in studies,gazing out at clouds to find out what they wish to look like that day...lab classes with all the mischief done and witnessed,exams,results and parents teachers meets,science and arts exhibitions,cultural and sports events and month long preparation phase being the best part without doubt...
Oh how i miss those days...that air of freedom,that sense of security...
Only now do i know what it means to know that whatever you have gone through the day,at the end of it you are with your parents who'll go beyond all limits just to make sure you sleep with a smile on your face and peace in your thoughts...
Never would they know how badly i miss them...neither they should...
And now as i wind this up...all that I can think of is...
"kitni baatein yaad aati hain...tasveerein si ban jati hain"....