Stories on the Go I sit on the window seat of the speeding bus The wind in my hair, music in my ears And I look around. Most of my copassengers are engrossed in a phone. Some in games, some messages. Some scrolling through social networks. The conductor shouts out stoppage names. Otherwise we are all silent. I wonder if suddenly All those phones stopped working. Perhaps we will have Some interesting conversation. A stare here, a smile there. And there will be many more stories To tell and hear While you make your journey Home. Journeys and Stories. Combination to cherish? #yqbaba