I waited,
hoping for the bus to come on time,
A long journey it had been, few more miles to be go before being home,
I looked at the crowd around, tired and gloomy they all seemed,
maybe the comfort of home is what they dream of too, I told myself,
but standing out in the crowd,
there was this one person I saw,
bright, vigilant, cheerful and beautiful she was,
There was a small group of people around her,
friends/family/random strangers I guessed,
they all seemeed to be capitavted by the warm embrace her smile generoulsy seemed to give away,
to which i wasn't immune,
There is something about her that's really queer, I told myself,
She seemed old but a young beautiful women she was,
as age is to heart and not body,
When she spoke...she spoke with all her heart, eyes sparkling, a face glowing, a smile so attractive,
swaying her hands and wriggling her fingers mesmerizingly,
she was just purely Enchanting if anything,
she seems like someone I know, I wondered.
In the bus,
I tired to sleep hoping to cut the long joureny home short,
and that was when I heard her speak right behind my seat sitting in the adjacent row,
An energy she seemed to give away with every word she spoke,
could be either the gleam in her eyes or the joy in her voice or may be both,
but I just couldn't resist not looking back at her,
She is so much like some one I knew so well, I thought.
The people around her were as happy as they could be,
laughing, talking aloud, some sang too...a happy ride it was,
it just din't seem to be a long boring bus ride anymore,
women & men, young & old, white & black & all the colors inbetween,
seemed to have made a deal to make it a journey-happy & warm,
she seemed like an angel acting like a string tying the hearts of everyone she met,
to make the most beautiful garland of humanity so pure and true,
She is so much like some one I knew, I felt.
when a place she said was home came,
a cheerful goodbye everyone said as she got down,
everyone in the bus sighed aloud and wished her happiness,
happiness that she seemed to carelessly give away to friends known & unknown,
but there is somthing not right about her i thought,
because she was so much like some one I knew, so well.
when she got down and got her stuff together,
I saw her look around with a smile that was fading,
seemed like she was in search of some one she knew would be there for her but wasn't,
she shivered in the freezing cold trying to cover herself with a scarf that was inefficient,
everyone in the bus felt the pain of her fingers and face getting numb and cold to the harsh weather which was immune to charm of this princess of joy & warmth,
She laughed and said somthing aloud looking at he people in the bus,
what she said no one hear, but everyone waved her goodbye and smiled as long as they could see her, as the bus made the move,
She kep her face lit all this time with the smile that was not fading,
but as I looked at her eyes, i saw the sprakle lost,
her hands seemed to suffer the pain of numbness not from the cold weather but the coldness of someone's heart,
I saw her as long as I could as everyone in the bus got back to the joyful mood she created,
this could have been the reason why,
no one but me saw the tears that felll down her cheeks as her smile faded again,
Oh Yeah, she is someone I know for sure I said aloud looking at the distant figure of her,
a woman I knew so well,
as she waited.
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P.S.
1. Who ever she was..............I wish she found what she deserved by now and that she MOVED ON.
2. This style of writting is inspired by a story I ready 6-7 years ago. Grammatically wrong but expressively perfect.
3. The fun of writing is when you consciously break all the grammatical rules.
Quote: “. . .sometimes one feels freer speaking to a stranger than to people one knows. Why is that?
“Probably because a stranger sees us the way we are, not as he wishes to think we are.”
― Carlos Ruiz Zafón
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