Haiku.

Firstly, I wish to seek apologies for one of the poorest form of photography; since, I am not a professional photographer and or a trained artist to correct them. I am a dull human and a frugal poet compared to others and every poet on earth, who tries to find something worth writing in or at every moment.

Scene in this picture is of a railway station in my city - Ahmedabad, where I was waiting to receive a close relative last month. Since, the train was delayed, I clicked the train chugging in, on platform opposite to me, using my cell-phone.

I have had been thinking and thinking, what is it that I could write on this picture for all these days. Finally, my muse kicked me to write a Haiku, which tells about never ending travel trails of us humans.