walk of life

i was sitting in a cafe on brigade road the other day, waiting for a fried who I hadn't seen in over a year. But owing to Bangalore's snarling traffic and log jammed roads, she was a little late. so I decided to be the person who sits alone in the outer portion of the cafe and watch people walk down the busy brigade road. I know it appears weird and random, but it definitely is a more offbeat way to kill time.
and also, I had never taken time to stop on brigade road and really absorb the atmosphere.
Most of the time, it's a rush down the road, generally with a purpose.
so as I was sitting, I made note of the people around me. A group of young college goers obvious by their chatter, a young man reading the newspaper and smoking, lost in thought. I was the only person sitting alone I thought, amused.
the road was a sea of people moving in both directions, to be grandiose, like waves. It is really fascinating to note how diverse people can be, I know it is stating the obvious, but even then.
so I looked outwards at the road, uninhibited as I realised, I will not see any of these people!
The interesting thing is how much one can gauge about a city just by sitting and looking at the people on a busy road. techies at rushing at the end of the day, young couples attempting to stroll through the hustle bustle, college kids in large groups oblivious of their surroundings.
It suddenly struck me how funny I must look, gazing out and smiling to myself. To be a little philosophical, people walking past reminded me of how life goes on, unstoppable and powerful, in a sense. How many times do we live the moment and extract the best we can? how many times does one actually go to bed with a sense of accomplishment?
i snapped out of my reverie as she waved to me.