There they see her standing in one corner of the station,
Staring at the ceiling, as if looking for a star up there,
Or probably staring hard in the hope that one would appear from nowhere.
She does some quiet calculations and then as if rubbishes them in her head,
She waves her hand too, as if a wand in her hand would do some magic,
And then quietly closes her eyes for a minute, sighing, not in disappointment though.
Some see her doing this same time everyday there, and one asks her what she really had in mind,
‘ Oh!’, she exclaimed, ‘You see that tile up there in the ceiling? So I look up there,
And remember my late father who was one of the workers at the construction site of this now- indispensable station. He left his mark in this world!’
RESPECT TO THEM! YES, THERE ARE PEOPLE WHO BUILT THESE PLACES TOO.
A very nice idea. Unexpected which is what it’s all about!
Have a nice week-end.
Thanks Brian 🙂 You have a great weekend too..
Indeed respect for these people… I met someone like this in mumbai once…kudos to your random thoughts…
Keep observing your surroundings and scribble random thoughts for us…
Thanks Sumit 🙂 Have a good day..