Random thoughts at the airport boarding lounge...

A milieu of disquiet and edginess,
Footsteps echoing of purpose some,
Others of serendipitous expedition.
Destinations myriad, but for now, all together.

Few faces betraying anxiety,
Few others casual boredom out of monotony,
Some others revealing blatant curiosity,
Their curiosity bordering on the insolent...

Occasionally resonant voices make disclosures,
Some then get up and leave to the gates,
And though strangers they are to me,
I knew them for some time, while we waited...

Transient strangers, all so differing from each other,
Yet all so alike in their reason for being there...
Some alike in going, some in coming,
The rest alike in earning their living.

Young and old,
The businessman and the teacher,
The oppressor and the oppressed,
The tyrant and the benevolent...

Yes, they were all there.
All of us bound together temporarily,
Whether we wanted to or not.
And though strangers they were to me,
I knew them for some time, while we waited...