Crossways..

I always wondered how and why a train is called a train and why not moving wheels, or may be a whistler or something as random as bogies!

Amidst my doltish trail of thoughts I happened to notice the tracks and I realised how beautifully this thing running on it would go to places holding people on its back following its trail embracing more and more travellers on its course! Signalling its presence and depending upon the situation hoping from one side to the next.. I noticed, it trained itself to accept that it is okay to be deviated from one track to the other realising the need of the hour...

It made me realise that it is inevitable to not have paths crossing in your life wherein you need to make a choice and shift a little to let others pass by just so you don’t crash into your miseries and deviate from your journey... You move on! And enjoy your Journey called Life!