March 21, 2010Posted by on
I ran through my office corridors to catch the 1030 PM bus back home. On my way to the stairs and tripped hurting my elbow in the process. I scrambled up and somehow managed to catch the bus.
I boarded and saw the bus jam packed. It was unusual at that hour generally and that too on a Friday…it was a bad day until i spotted a seat. Sitting beside me was a girl who was visibly tense and was on conf call bout her project. I took out a book from my bag that i had been trying to complete for a long time, but just could not read beyond a page…had my own issues in mind. I leaned back on the seat and closed my eyes. Within a few moments i was asleep.
The bus came to a sudden halt and looked at my watch. Little did i know that the same girl was sleeping on my right shoulder. She was so deep in her slumber that even sudden brakes could not disturb her. I was obviously uncomfortable but let her sleep.
She woke up to continuous honking on the highway. She was profusely apologizing but i kept listening. She told me about the tough time she was having at work. I kept listening. I understood. I really did. A tough day and a sweet encounter with a stranger. The day was balanced…and so were my thoughts.