REFLECTIONS

  Two royal horses Once trotted down a road Meandering along twisty lanes In nature’s palace they rode. The palace turned magnificent As they went further Its ceiling shone with brilliance So much for them to gather They came across a hill That seemed to send an invitation To its honoured guests at the foothill of its creation They galloped up the mountain            All vibrant and hearty Entered the majestic doorway To nature’s lavish party The birds came down tweeting A song to welcome their guest The crab and the toad Jumped about on the crest Nature lay a carpet All over its flooring Full of smiling flowers To zephyr’s tune dancing They ambled along the expanse Admiring the elegance Nothing could be more delightful Nature’s mysterious fragrance Heaven must have made A way to its entrance Through this gorgeous alley That fills one with reverence Hence two royal horses Stood pensive at the ridg

Disclaimer: The first paragraph of this write up may have excessive use of punctuations. Each of these are intended to add the sufficient and necessary expression for the situation. Kindly bear with the same.                              If you have ever been in the "working class" catagory of people you would know that in India the official working hours are 9am to 6.30pm, whereas the actual working hours are 2 pm to 8.30 pm. So you generally end up being in your workplace from 9 am to 8.30 pm which is incidently -The whole day!!! Fridays are generally kept 'flexible' so that you 'MAY' leave office by 6.30pm for a 'longer' weekend!!! This being the backdrop, lets take a ride of a crazy weekend of 8 such working class poeple. In interest of ease of writing, names will be replaced by initials. The 8 initials are -N-,-D-,-R-,-S-,-V-,-M-,-J-,-K-. Except -J- all others work for the same company.Story is being narrated by D.Here it goes...