Musing from an aeroplane window

Darkness is always associated with something evil or something depressing.
But we who live in the city don’t know what darkness is.
You realize when you look out of the window from a dimly lit night flight.
You are flying over deserted land and see darkness…so dark and beautiful – so peaceful and serene.
You wish you could sleep every night in this environment.
Am sure the weariness we feel would be lifted if only our nights were as dark as this

You realize in wonder that the world is round after all
when beyond the darkness, in the horizon you see a light pink light.
In that land beyond, someone is packing their bag to go back home,
Someone is looking forward to the best time of the day with their family
They have a little bit of the day left – just a little bit.

And then you see your city from the air.
So beautiful at night with all its lights
The lights look like a cluster of diamonds
The dirt, the slums, the ugliness all hidden
You feel a tug in your heart
A city you have spent 13 years of your life.

There was a time when this city meant
Coming home to mamma,our happy life here – shopping, fighting et all
It meant friends and hostel and all the madness that friendship involves
Today sometimes the city seems a mechanical place where i drift in and out of an office
But then comes the weekend and the city transforms
To a happy place with my home, friends and my weekend life
Ensuring i can never be indifferent to this tough city

The flight lands,
I have been away from this city only a day
A few minutes of “intense” coordination see me in my comfortable swiffy reddy (red swift…duhhh)
With him who makes any place home.


40 thoughts on “Musing from an aeroplane window

  1. Pepper

    So wonderfully put. I always loved the darkness, and used to prefer night over day. Off late though, I find dark nights a little creepy 😦

    We all feel drawn to a particular city. Mumbai evokes such sentiments in me.

  2. ajay

    Beautiful lines. I love the darkness and the night time – everything’s so calm and serene. Reading your poem evoked memories of After Dark – a novel in which the entire story happens in one night πŸ™‚

        1. ajay

          It’s by Haruki Murakami. I’m thinking a writing a review of the book πŸ™‚ And indeed what you’ve written is poetry. no doubt πŸ™‚

  3. deviantwave

    Ohhh I did just that when I flew over Cal this weekend.. identifying the stadium which I loved, the roads.. trying to make out the parks and then thinking and musing of all times good and bad … the bad ones made me wonder whether I should really have hopped on the flight ,… but then two pairs of out streched arms and warm glow on faces made me realise …this is where the heart lies despite all toils n turmoils and the warmth that makes a home πŸ™‚

      1. deviantwave

        yes yes yes Mommy Daddy hands and a big squissshhyyy hug .. which made everyone turn around at the airport and I gave them a “so u j that u dont have such parents huh” look πŸ˜‰ πŸ˜‰


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