What a beautiful face that was I saw as I stood at the bus stop waiting for my bus. She stood a few metres away from me and was talking all the while into her tiny phone she held into her tiny palm.
But one thing disturbed me, she was weeping bitterly and silently maybe the person on the other side would never know, lest her voice gave her away.
The tears stained her pink cheeks and she was oblivious to the people around her who cared to look at her.
Maybe she was hurt, maybe she was a sensitive girl, I will never know.
I too have been in similar situations where even a tiny harsh word could throw me off for a few minutes, a few tears and a bout of sulking and there I was myself.
I too have cried in the privacy of my home a fight with loved ones, harsh colleagues, uncaring people.
This pretty girl, was conveying soft words to the person... my mind went off to various things that could have happened
I too have silently cried behind my sunglasses, bright sunshine hot tears,
Gushing rains down my umbrella, hot tears rolling down my cheeks, its is a feeling one cannot control.
Helpless, standing there saw her walk into the bus, still stuck on her phone, all I could say was"God Bless you child, "
I will never know WHY ?
But one thing disturbed me, she was weeping bitterly and silently maybe the person on the other side would never know, lest her voice gave her away.
The tears stained her pink cheeks and she was oblivious to the people around her who cared to look at her.
Maybe she was hurt, maybe she was a sensitive girl, I will never know.
I too have been in similar situations where even a tiny harsh word could throw me off for a few minutes, a few tears and a bout of sulking and there I was myself.
I too have cried in the privacy of my home a fight with loved ones, harsh colleagues, uncaring people.
This pretty girl, was conveying soft words to the person... my mind went off to various things that could have happened
I too have silently cried behind my sunglasses, bright sunshine hot tears,
Gushing rains down my umbrella, hot tears rolling down my cheeks, its is a feeling one cannot control.
Helpless, standing there saw her walk into the bus, still stuck on her phone, all I could say was"God Bless you child, "
I will never know WHY ?