I don't consider myself a poet; rather, I simply strive to put pen to paper by assimilating my real-life observations and then coloring them with themes like spirituality, nature, and romance. Here is an old situational metaphoric piece that I wrote while riding my work bus amid the chaotic streets of Bangalore on a day when I felt professionally worn out. So a saying goes: when all seems to be lost in a pool of chaos, it's only human tendancy to seek out some guiding beacon. Location: A bus stop close to the Madivala Junction, Bangalore. Time: at about six