๐ THE "JOHKOHS"
This poem was written while I was still on my way home.
A late-night train journey.
The rhythmic clatter of tracks.
Stations arriving and disappearing.
A coach full of strangers.
And a mind wandering through people, personalities, memories, and moments.
Somewhere between destinations, the Johkohs appeared.
So, who are the Johkohs?
They are not a team.
Not a department.
Not a specific group of people.
The Johkohs are a fictional tribe of everyday characters we encounter in lifeโand sometimes discover within ourselves.
The loyal ally.
The dreamer.
The chronic complainer.
The silent observer.
The risk-taker.
The overachiever.
The person with a Midas touch.
The one occasionally trapped by an Achilles heel.
And yes, the occasional Icarus who flies a little too close to the sun.
In short, Johkohs are all of us.
This poem is not meant to judge anyone.
It is a light-hearted banter on human nature, workplace quirks, ambitions, insecurities, resilience, and the wonderfully funny contradictions that make people... people.
We all carry different loads.
We all stumble.
We all overestimate ourselves sometimes.
We all surprise ourselves too.
Yet despite difficult roads, bruised egos, missed alarms, ambitious flights, and the occasional dramatic moment, life keeps moving.
And so do we.
At its heart, this poem celebrates persistence with a smile.
Because not every stumble is failure.
Not every scar is sadness.
And sometimes success doesn't arrive with applause.
Sometimes it quietly begins the moment we decide to take the bull by the horns and keep walking.
Perhaps that is why the Johkohs laugh.
Not because life is easy.
But because they have learned that every setback eventually becomes a story worth telling.
Now over to you...
Which Johkoh are you today?
The Ally?
The Dreamer?
The Midas?
The Icarus?
Or the one still figuring it all out?
Would love to hear your thoughts, interpretations, and favourite lines from the poem. After all, every reader discovers a different Johkoh. ๐
โ Rachana Bahel
