No True Repeats In Life

One calm evening on a leisure drive with my wife along the national highway Imphal Dimapur road I remembered my overnight road journeys to Guwahati for office works sometimes together with her before retirement a decade ago. Tedious journeys riding through the winding hilly roads of Manipur and Nagaland yet exciting beautiful scenary, Intermittent stops, taking tea and snack at short stops, riding through the busy marketplaces in Dimapur and Assam songs from the hindi films, from the market places,hotels and inside the bus, a longer stop at Jakhlabanda for all to take food and rest . At last reaching Paltan Bazar in the morning looking for a hotel. We decided then once again to go to Guwahati when the covid pandemic over boarding a night super to recreate once our past journeys. Back home our little grandson waiting for us to play with me. I remembered then, as the days,months,and years gone there will be no true repeats in life.