My transport was cruising down the expressway this morning when I saw in the air, a stationary bird. But the bird was hardly stationary. It was simply, like strangers who move in and out of our lives, for that brief instant, heading the same direction, at the same speed.

And after travelling for a good few hundred metres, as strangers, we met, as strangers we parted. It took flight upwards and never looked down. I went on my way.

Someone please remind me to tell the driver that if we are not flying, we are definitely going a tad too fast.