2 hours tale
On a small flight of about 2 hours,
I realised one simple silly fact.
This seemingly social society of ours,
Behaves such when there is nothing to distract.
A 2 hours tale…
So I sat next to this seemingly ordinary person,
Whose name is not important to this tale.
The flight took off as we acted to our version,
Unknown of the things that were about to unveil.
It took us a while to settle down and adjust,
There were no books, tv shows, or movies to trust,
Eventually the protocol came into effect,
Awkwardly two strangers decided a conversation is a must.
With no fear of coming across as boring,
No expectations or the necessity to impress,
We talked freely and kept on exploring,
And soon realised that both her and I were a mess.
Funnily we kept on talking for the entire duration,
Two travel freaks who wanted to travel cross nation,
And later as we deboarded at our destination,
It hit me. Chatting is nice but nicer is a good conversation.
Post flight…
Stop chatting and start conversing.
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Nishant Gang
Wow, You penned it beautifully. Travel freak people can bring stories from anywhere, they find stories everywhere they go, they live the place-people- culture-weather, they always have a tale to tell which often go unnoticed by the world just like you “2 hours tale”. Like this!
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