The human touch...

The hand that pulls me into the bus.
The passing smile when I'm in a rush.
A wondrous rose in full bloom.
The first shower of monsoon.

Things that happen almost everyday.
Thing that make me stop mid-way.
Things that somehow touch my heart.
Things that make me human,in part.

We spend our days trying to catch up.
With someone or the other, always ahead of us.
There is always a plan evolving in my mind.
While aiming at the future,we leave the present behind.

The baby smiling from ahead in the line.
While her mother's busy paying bills and fines.
The friendly dog,you've never seen around.
That follows you home without making a sound.

These petty things that seem so prosaic.
That are so trivial for my life's sake.
Bring out a smile from with me.
Make me see the present through my future spree.

Its erks up the human from somewhere deep.
The human that long back was put to sleep.
It satiates my hunger for loving my day.
For taking off the charades and putting them away.

Its because within the mechanical me.
There still a human, dying to be free.