From here to there........transporting
Last month,during a rather protracted incarceration in a hospital room as "Attender" for a patient, i had to learn to live with the constant background score of wailing sirens. The ominous, panic-laden tone of the Ambulance siren has always thrust a clammy fist into the gut , right from childhood........... There used to be a schoolgirl ritual of hurriedly crossing fingers as soon as the dreaded siren was heard...... One gloomy day, while looking down from the ward window, at a speeding, shrieking ambulance, i caught a stray remark from the corridor: " This is one vehicle no one is keen to ride in !....." Life has been full of comings and goings ; From here to there. Movement. Throughout life we use so many modes of transport. I counted on my fingers to see how many kinds i would have used till now. Surprisingly , fingers fell short ! Every kind of vehicle traveled in is inextricably linked to memories of a certain place. A few of those : * The Jatka