Tuesday, June 24, 2008

Puttu's Weekend

The world followed him whichever way he went;
He sat behind with his back facing dad’s back.
He loved to go on rides this way almost everyday,
On the pillion of dad’s scooter
But turned around towards the road he sat.

Trees waved at him goodbye,
He sped away but they were all left way behind.
People walked backwards and glanced at him in awe.
He tried counting the white lines that were strewn orderly on the road,
As their scooter zipped ahead.

Clouds stood still looking down at him amazed,
Birds tried to catch up with him but they just couldn’t.
He made noises of the roaring engine and a cacophonic horn,
As if he was driving a big truck, he frequently changed its imaginary gears.
And maneuvered skillfully holding onto the spare wheel at the scooter’s rear;

The road looked never ending and he wished they’d never stop.
He had no clue where dad was taking him this time,
He’d put a million questions but none got a satisfying reply.
Surprise was one thing which Puttu disliked as it made him look bewildered,
But the ride was so enjoyable that he really didn’t bother.

Just then the scooter came to a screeching halt
Right next to a tall compound wall.
He slid behind and gently fell on his dad’s back.
Suddenly, he looked up as he heard a familiar noise,
And his hope filled, big smile returned as a plane flew lowly over his head.

10 comments:

d SINNER!!! said...

hmmmmmmmmm....

smriti said...

u knw wht Puttu..for me there was no surprise in this scribble at all...still its sooo sweett :)

d moment i read d caption of this scribble...i knew where u were headin :)

Fly high and keep smiling alwaysssss :)

smriti said...

btw...forgot to tell u..


He slid behind and gently fell on his dad’s back.
Suddenly, he looked up as he heard a familiar noise,
And his hope filled, big smile returned as a plane flew lowly over his head.



These lines were awesomee..i cd imagine d moment...loved it :)

Muse said...

Ah,the plane again:D:D *beaming*

Love the story this time...:):)

Would wait for more Puttu stories :D

Amber Light said...

"Surprise was one thing which Puttu hated as it made him wonder"?? I thought wondering is good! Isn't it? Then why does Puttu hate it?
Sweet story. Puttu is very lovable. I imagine him to have a head full of curly hair. Does he? :D

Dipa said...

Yay we r at d Airport :)
Lovely this ones puttu...m sure almost every child might hold a memory of this...(Trees waved at him goodbye,People walked backwards, counting the white lines on the road,maneuvered skillfully holding onto the spare wheel at the scooter’s rear)....enjoyd reading.. :)

Priyanka Khot said...

I am glad that Puttu's dad kept his promise :-)

SOUL'S SCRIBES!!! said...

Ah!
Been Real Long time and i have finally kept up my word.Lol

Nice Pics! Multifaceted is the word:-)

Read your recent posts.Wonder if i should update my blog as often as you do.Lol.

Keep Writing,in your words,scribbling.
Will drop in soon and read the other ones too!

Ve closed my blog from the public view. Shall send you overb the invite soon!

Take care:-)

A:-)

kamna said...

seems related to all of us in some way.
it talks out loud

Sashu... said...

ahaa!! interestin'! i like puttu :P