Kit-Kat Break Banta Hai …

Despite being humans, we begin our day like machines would. Everything is timed, subconsciously if not knowingly. Today was no different for me. Knowing that the alarm had snoozed twice, I could allow myself 30 minutes to dash out of the house and make it for the bus in time. The bus arrived, I found a seat, out came my earphones; and almost automatically switched to FM and ….
“Mana ki life bahut busy hai, par kabhi kabhi …..
….Kit-Kat break banta hai!”

And it had begun. No, I did not see squirrels singing a duet! But I noticed things that I would not have otherwise. This blog is about those visuals and their coherence with the songs playing in my head.

Along the highway was a teenager clad in her school uniform, sitting by her mother and helping her in the farms. Another girl, a friend perhaps, frantically waved out to her and she scrambled out of the fields with her books and onto to the local bus. And the song playing in my head was “Badal pe pao hain…”

Further ahead was a patch of dry with a lonely but verdant tree at its midst. A tire swing hung from one of its many massive boughs, a simple yet entertaining sport for a bunch of kids that took shelter from the sweltering sun. And the song playing in my head was “Dil chahta hai…”

And this one takes the cake – a young boy, not more than 4 years may be; on the first floor balcony was holding the toothbrush to his mouth with the most bored and lethargic looks on his face. It suddenly lit up when he saw something below. It was a young girl being dropped to school by her father. The change of expression on his face was most amusing. And the song playing in my head was “Dar lagta hai ishq karne mein ji… Dil toh bachha hai ji”

Here the medley ended on a high note as I reached office. The lady guard at the gate said “Kaise hain madam, Good morning”. As if her greeting me was not unusual enough, when I offered her my laptop bag for checking, she smiled and replied “Rehne do madam, roz ka kaam hai. Pass to hota hi hai aapke paas.” I don’t know what change had overcome this lady! This lady would not allow me to pass through the gates if I were holding the ID card in my hand instead of wearing it around my neck.

Perhaps, she too was taking a Kit-Kat break ;)