Thursday, May 3, 2007

Trains and thoughts

I have 3 minutes to make the train, I am running, why does this always happen to me? This circle of running, trains, running, trains......I love taking the train, it is cheaper to take the bus, but there is something about trains.....that takes me far away...... In trains, I have had thoughts that go on forever, memories long forgotten are remembered, dreams once dreamt, are dreamt again, peoples' faces, smiles, their words, are remembered on trains. I always have a book with me but I never seem to open it. As the train rushes past landscapes,I see small houses, I wonder, who lives there? a family? mother, father, two children, a dog? all sitting around a fireplace, doing puzzles and having cocoa? What kind of life do they live? Are they farmers? with lots of animals, cows, sheep, horses, just living in the simplest form? They must be grounded, solid ground on their feet, unlike me, the traveller........I have no home.....I could live anywhere....Japan, Tanzania, Iceland, anywhere, I am a citizen of the world.....forever travelling. I envy those families, they would never move far away, never think of living outside their beloved country, never think of not having their families beside them forever. I envy them, I want a home too, but deep in my heart, I know that has been lost a long time ago, the moment I started questioning,"Is this all there is? there has to be more", the moment I started searching, a journey that is yet to be finished. I sit on trains and let my thoughts wonder, of times when I had a home, times when I did not question, times when I did not search.

12 comments:

In my head and around me said...

In my university days, I would spend 3hours on the road. 1 hour getting to school and 2 hours getting back.

I can feel this post (on some level).

Nice!

damsel in the desert said...

You are quite the romantic dreamy one, but yet grounded. That is envious... I like it! :)

ijeoma obu iheoma said...

its so true.. theres something about the motion of the train, that sort of enables your mind to soar.faces coming in and out. people chatting, laughing.life in motion... some of my more poignant moments occur when i am on the train.. nice waffy!

Anonymous said...

I am a citizen of the world. I like that.I remember when I started searching also

Sparkle said...

so true
I move alot too, like u said, I'm a citizen of the world.
I like this post
I really do

4wardnfiaca said...

trains, in london r the best. in some of the states I've been to r nothing to write home about. So citizen of the world u r my sista? pls adopt me now make me sef bcom citizin.

Idemili said...

I wanted to say something but I would sound like a broken record.

Ugo Daniels said...

lol at you always running to catch the train...hope yu find wat ya searching ASAP!

Muchas Gracias!

tolu said...

Deja vu

kramer said...

Deep and abit sad in a way. You have captured the feelings of some of us who left the comfort of home while still quite young. Now we are "drifters" sort of, going where the flow takes us, never really finding a place we can feel perfectly at home. Always wondering if we can find it somewhere new, always wanting to start again, always hoping.

DonCasiragi said...

see all these yeye people, no be all of una dey do night vigil for embassy? Yeye dey smell. My warfi sista, no worry- we are working on a train to connect London to Abuja. That way, Blair can learn some advance voting technologies from my boys that will ensure he can win council elections in the future.

omo-obanta said...

I def feel you o! i've been moving around because of education while my family lives in Naija. I always feel that I don't really have a home with them anymore. Maybe its time to put down your own roots?