the palpable joy of pillion riding
is to have your hair flying
to dangle your feet
to feel the breeze
to be taken around
to know that you are safe
to go places on your bum
to have a reason to pick a fight
too fast, too slow,too reckless
to not have to dirty the sari ka fall
picking every dust on the road
to reach on time
to pray that you are light
to feel proud in your heart
to turn your head up to the sky in thankfulness.
Ps: Small moments, big joys.
2 responses to “Pillion riding”
I can imagine. But . . . no helmet? (OK, maybe once) And picking a fight? You? No way.
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Yeah, helmet is a point! You got that 🙂