Monday Morning Blues!

I know today isn't Monday so dont really tell me that! I wrote this on a bluesy Monday moment weeks ago. Felt like posting it. So here goes...
I was waiting for my bus to arrive. It would take me to office. Now if you know me personally then you would know that, such an occurrence is rare. I mean it’s not as if I had reached the bus stop early but that the bus was late. I belong to the category of people who bound like a hunting hound after buses that are sprinting away to their destination.
But today was different. I stood patiently with the Dave Matthews band playing through my head. As I heard “Where are you going?” I couldn’t help but laugh at the irony. And then I spied them, two kids with tiny bags, playing in a corner awaiting their pre-school bus.
One of them was taller, with a blue water bottle hanging around his neck. A cherubic grin adorned his little face. The other one was short, with a band aid on his head.
It was a curious game; they were trying to grab each others’ bags while going around in circles. No matter how hard the shorty tried he could never grab the taller one’s bag. I laughed at the silliness of it all and the simple joy that they derived out of it. Boy! They were happy, so radiantly happy that I missed being innocent. I missed being young, carefree, stupid and without responsibilities. A cagey sadness gripped me even as the song changed to Radiohead’s Lurgee.
Soon their bus arrived and they left while I pondered on…