Navigation of the dynamic heartbeat of Bengaluru often begins with a simple bus ride. Looks like a daily routine, actually woven with urban speed, people and challenges a rich experience. This blog takes you through a regular commuter lens – one that taps, looks at the nuances and finally finds meaning in the unexpected rhythm in public transport. If you have ever entered a BMTC bus, you will find parts of your trip here.
🌊 Waves of Memory: A Poetic Connection
The first time I saw you in my hometown,
I looked at you with an innocence in the eyes, being hopeful for something incredible to believe.
The sea brings in the waves, while mom combs my hair with a brush of waves.
Made me feel looking at you in a temperamental state.
Seeing you, after a long time makes me anxious and fizzle out the inner turmoil I reconciled.
Hopefully, as I get older, I would love to enjoy the paradise the sunset brings,
To easily establish what I look for in my memory.
🌅 Seaside Reflections of Love & Vulnerability
The memories I’ve made with you are as sharp as my love to commemorate,
The distance between the beach and the horizon you arouse.
Shaping my life, as I meet you every time I come flying down to express my emotions.
I wouldn’t have thought it the other way out.
You’ve brought the joy in me to look past the mistakes I would have made.
Seeing me through vulnerability and passion for what I want is what I’ve held on to for so long.
🌬️ Ocean Breeze and Inner Stillness
Loving every moment that I want to be fascinated,
Looking at every thought of being calm and sustaining the look I want to see myself to be.
Relishing every time I come to see you in a place that imagines me to be in a different creation I could have been.
Cherishing each and every moment to see you in a place of unexpected heavenly experience.
A joy in the innocent demeanour, you saw in me, as the sun goes down.
🌊 The Ocean’s Silent Language
You’re the memory I wouldn’t have captured,
Since, it is very close to my heart.
You are perfect, I see you in my air.
The wind blows, I watch you in a different feeling, be it happy, sad, angry or smiling.
Made me wonder, whether it is with me or not.
The beach waves look at me, going denser in colour.
Surprising every joy you’d bring by watching you.
🌅 Waves and Emotions that Stay Forever
I have seen you the same way, everywhere anew, all the time.
Your essence is carried through every breeze, every wave, and every memory etched in the sand.
You are both the calm and chaos of the sea, the silence before the storm, and the comfort of sunset warmth.
🎯 Conclusion
Finally, commuting in Bengaluru is more than reaching just one place to another – this is a reflection of the city. In the midst of honor, delay and audience, millions of people in the future have a quiet patience every day. Although it may take time for change, recognizing these shared experiences is the first step towards imagining a better, more effective urban life for everyone.
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Writing at shubhampal.co.in as a Content Writer, Shivani Shetty blends her passion for creative writing with thoughtful storytelling. She enjoys exploring human emotions, social issues, and cultural narratives through vivid, character-driven content. With an intuitive style and a love for arts and mental health topics, she brings depth and perspective to every piece she pens.
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