Traffic jam scenes are everyday déjà vu for Bengalurians.

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मैं तुम तक तो पहुँच जाऊँगा
मगर मेरे एहसासों को पहुँचने में देर लगेगी
ये निकलेंगे ज़हन से
फिर उन्हीं रास्तों पर
गुज़रे पलों की तस्वीरें देखकर
रुक जाएंगे
'नाराज़गी की गाड़ी' के पीछे
आगे बढ़ जाने का
'हॉर्न' भी बजाएंगे
बहुत से सिग्नल हैं
और हर सिग्नल पर ये रुकेंगे
कुछ देर के लिए ही सही
कैसे बताऊँ तुम्हें
यह सड़क का ट्रैफिक जाम
ज़हन के ट्रैफिक जाम के आगे कुछ भी नहीं

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In which we all are stuck some becomes angry others still have patience.This traffic sometimes stucks between our happiness making us sad. Paitence is the key of life.

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*Traffic Jam*
Do you think the name "traffic jam" came from the fact that
the rear end's red lights of the vehicles seen in front of us, waiting one after the other resemble the red jam ? ;-D ;-D

Isn't it funny that the other side . .I mean the opposite side . .the yellow side seems to be a lighter jam or may be clearing easily than the jam on your side . .the red side of the road jam?

The funniest fact is that I read today. . in the olden days. .when people used bullock carts as vehicles. . since then we had traffic jams in India and they were so severe that it took 3 to 4 days to clear those jams. .
-Nivedita Paladhi

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One thing that traffic jam teaches us is that to keep patience and wait for your turn to move on.

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LIFE IS A TRAFFIC JAM:

Some blissfully enjoy the jam;
Others make complaints.

Some try to find out the purpose of the jam;
Others remain oblivious.

Some sit back and observe the jam with great patience;
Others become relentless and act impatiently.

Some take jam as 'temporary';
Others as 'permanent'.

Some are participants in jam;
Others mere spectators.

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there would be
so much jam
in the air.

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As i roll down my car window, midst of the bustling street. Stuck in the traffic jam. I was hit with a familiar smell. Then i saw him crossing the other side of the road. I unlocked my car door and rushed towards to him panting heavily. But before I could grab his arm to stop him, he turned back. I felt the thick lump rising in my throat. As the wave of the awful past memories came back, the moment stood still. However I was pulled out of the trance by the constant cars honking. Then I realized that it wasn't you.I should have known it will never be you. I took a step back and blinked my eyes as the tears were threatening to fall down. I ran back to my car and then I cried... I cried so much.. until I let myself go numbed.

And now i keep asking myself
"why do I search for you everywhere"?
Why do I keep looking for you among the many other faces every time?
When I already know that I wouldn't ever find you.

I won't because you are gone.
I won't because we weren't meant to be in this lifetime.

[Microtale Collaboration]
© Rebecca Ovung
© Priancasin

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Looks like I'm stuck in a traffic jam of your memories...

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