Today as I was waiting for Infy Bus at Guindy as usual I saw many airplanes flying. Since it will land off very near the planes will be flying very near to you. As I saw them I remembered my childhood when I used to tell “Tata airplane”… Miss those days badly. Now I cant say “Tata airplane” shouting with my infy tag standing at bus stop. As these thoughts filled my mind I asked my friend suddenly “when I go onsite you also should shout aloud to me and tell “Tata kani” for which my friend laughed. She told “ yeah I will then you too should not forgot to open the window and tell me bye” and winked at me. We had a hearty laugh.
Whatever it is… Airplanes were fantasy in my childhood and still I could feel that feeling in me whenever I see them
Just a small poem on Airplane.
Airplane ,Airplane
Big and small airplanes
Of various colors
Carrying nation’s pride
Carrying one’s joy
Carrying one’s dreams
Sometimes sorrows
Whatever may be
They are real fantasies
That make us fly
Jump with joy
Just to touch them
As they fly
Just above us!!
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