Here comes the day, way back to my home for a vacation. Exactly 210 kms far away, from where I stand now. It’s just an exact measurement, on top my words just my fellow google says it. Packing my bag reminds to call my father back at home, inform about my timings, how long it takes? Seat no? Luggage? Water bottle? Some snacks? If at all, i fall hunger? typical South Indian parents. I hung up the call, book a cab to jubilee bus stop. It’s shows 30 minutes to reach my destination, but finally my Ola driver took just 25 minuets.Early 5mints of time made my face to glow like a latest eco friendly tube light. I remember my father concern towards me, which leads me to purchase a bottle of water and little snacks. I jumped into my seat, which I was reserved 10 days back then. Omg! to remind you guys, it’s a window seat. Typical South Indian son, like father like son. Window seat remind me about my childhood, while I was traveling with my family, how me and my sister use to fight. As a younger one in the family, I use to get the seat as always. Bus is above to start, seat beside me is still an empty seat. Suddenly a guys, 6 feet entered into bus. He got a huge smile on his face, people in bus were welcoming him with a bit of anger on faces already. He still smiles at everyone, took his seat. I almost fake a smile, he gently smiles at me. We had a hand shake, I still carry a fake smile. I gave my intro as if an interview, he with huge smile said about him. Bus on the main stream road, towards my hometown. Sampath took a step forward, as if I’m pretending like an introvert. A point to remember, he still carry huge smile on him. I realise smile on his face, add’s a real smile on me. Isn’t it crazy! As a co- passengers as normal as everyone we are having a normal conversation, random stuff. Suddenly at some point we became serious about our topics, he added a good experience of him. It’s goes like an NGO named “Art of living” founded by sri sri Ravishankar ji. From past 2 years, he was into “Art of living”. We shared nice bonding, each other. By his words I’m blank, they are such an inspiring. To be frank, he reminded me that what I’m actually going through. Finally after all of your conversation, he asked me to join a workshop. I said sure! Y not? I thought it’s the right place, to get back my own roots. How? I use to be, in those days? He share a link, through WhatsApp.I ended up filling a form, entitled “Art of living.” I still remember, the logo bright sun in the middle, either sides covered with two ducks. He had shared many, which made me to fallen in love of myself. With all the joy and happiness in me. I have ended up with a memorable journey, i find a friend with a huge smile on his face. Thank you! Dear Sampath ๐
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