Madurai To Nellai By Bus

So much excitement over a bus ride Had experiences though in my teens Long after now from northern side Madurai to Nellai southward on wheels Colourfully odoured the bus-terminus at Madurai Trying a faster pace myself behind husband Roamed around sufficiently the many sundry Caught the bus finally, me in pushed Almost a bare bus.Thanked God Possibly my teen bus was now stale However felt jolly; Hubby too did After decades old couple enjoying quite hale The running bus metrically jolted us Lapping meteoric curvetures shortly curtly My musical mind enjoyed the meters Hubby, his usual self of berating loudly My usual self shirked him Slicked a little aside Evening crept in with a prayer hymn Hubby, dozed with a slight slide Night came yet not our destination Started counting the stars seen out Slowly fell asleep dreams woven So far nowhere did the bus halt Steadily whirred and whirred Somewhere at the depth were we asleep A sudden break, a sonorous horn stirred Kovilpatti did the bus stop There did I first fuss disturbed Nudged me a vendor with a cut cucumber ' Nothing has yet changed 'I opined 'Since my teen time older' Civics cremated by those vendors Better to be cautious not to be diseased Hubby got out of the bus Just to be uncaged a while indeed Our trip intermitted only once just Happy hubby couldn't get out often Lest would be mine a pulsating heart Waiting in search off and on So was our rare experience Like some people sometimes try out 'A sovereign thrill of one's independence' Safe at our Nellai such we felt