Emm... it's a long time i have talk to U.
I am flying with a heart full of problems, which i can't able to understand it self. Any way the journey has to continue. I am in a train now going back to my sweet home; it’s a local train to catch the main train. I rush in to one corner and stay by looking all the faces around me, I found a space in the middle of the seat’s and sat very gently. My heart was full of desire to meet some one very special.
When my eyes scan each person near me I find a lady sitting down there near the doors. About her, she look’s very dirty, torn sarees, beside her some sticking clothes, so you can understand who she is. I looked at her face at the last .i was shocked. Her face was full of stitches, it’s look like she met an accident very recently.. Even some blood stains were even seen. I looked at her and after a while she also looked at me with her fading eyes. It was a gentle look. I thing she came to know that I was looking at her, nobody else. I have an internal feel that she is speaking to me, her eyes speak. I feel like her pain was transferring to me through her eyes. Hoo I feel totally disturbed. At one stage I can’t even look at her eyes. I just withdrew. After a while I return my attention to her. She is still looking at me ,but this time tears started rolling from her eyes one by one , it’s make my heart tear down completely. She was telling to her and also telling to this world some thing very anonymous, but its make me confirm that she was hurt by the people in this world.
The whole Sean continues till one blind man interrupts the whole silence of the compartment with his rough voice. He was asking some money to have some food from each person. So many turn their face. Somebody scolded him also. Some body stand like nothing is happening around them. It makes me too sad that I am seeing all these things.
When he reach near the lady, she looked at every body’s face once and try to open a cover near her, she took a fifty rupee and give to the old blind man. I was shocked not only about she had given the money but she had a beautiful smile after that. So may postulates run around my mind at that movement? After that I bow my head to show my gratitude. At last I reach my station were I have to get down. Say bye to her and continue my journey… I am flying again to see more things... Come join with me.