On The Way Poem by Ariv azhagan

Was just thinking
what will I be observing everyday
while I travel by bus
when sitting close to the window

close to a hundred things
are they
both big and small,
good and bad
and
best and worst

listed it down
as it appeared in my memory

a superb sun,
an infinite sky,
the wandering clouds,
a lovely garden,
and
those chirping birds

a beautiful temple,
that children's park,
the fast food stalls,
a hawker selling tender coconuts
and
a busy market place

an impoverished child,
a government school,
school kids,
half a dozen private colleges
and
these college guys

an under-bridge,
an over-speeding car,
a score of speed breakers,
an overloaded truck,
and
a confusing road junction

a busy road crossing,
passengers waiting for the bus,
a mosque,
a church
and
a fish market nearby

a steel fabrication shop,
student hostel,
a small water tank,
stray dogs
and
a sewage pumping station

fish ponds,
a nursery,
one stinking ditch,
an irrigation canal,
and
the numerous paddy fields

an array of street lights,
tall transmission towers,
electric lines,
a cellphone tower
and
the low lying wetlands

a deserted road,
thorny bushes,
a wine shop,
reckless bike riders,
and
an automobile repair shop

a big flex poster,
those few solar panels
on top of a rich man's bungalow,
mutton shop,
the hovering eagle
and
a high flying aeroplane

a mean man's house,
a poor man's hut,
a brick oven,
fruit orchards
and
the tall palm trees

an ice factory,
a petrol bunk,
an ATM,
a car service station
and
a godown

a vegetable market,
the roadside fruit stalls,
a big marriage hall,
deserted buildings
and
apartments under construction

bus shelters,
a sales representative,
medical shops,
a bakery
and
that samosa shop
which spreads its splendid aroma allover

pebbles and stones,
boulders and rocks,
fine sand and clay,
workers living on their daily wages
and
a brick manufacturing plant

slow moving town buses,
SUVs of politicians
whisking at the speed of light,
a busy businessman,
a fat policeman
and
one popular hospital

compound wall of so-called real estates,
wall posters,
drainages,
farmlands
and
a herd of cattles

a small wind mill,
a brick oven,
a shepherd boy rearing his herd,
dozens of agricultural pump-sets
and
a score of cranes surrounding the pond

farm labourers,
a physically challenged man,
a helpless old woman,
a hopeless drunkard
and
a beggar

smoking vehicles,
tanker lorries,
trailers carrying steel and heavy machinery,
a cross-over bridge,
and
vehicles parked in series
waiting to be emptied

on the way
and
all the way
to this
thermal power plant...

oh!
exactly a hundred things
isn't it?