Every
seat around me was full...
Everyone
have the common expression: fatigue...
Everybody
returning after the treacherous day’s labour...
Every
mind dreaming of a better tomorrow...
The
public transport carried a bunch of people with dreams....
Hopes...
optimism for a future of fortune...
All
were eager to be in the tube which starts first...
For
they love to see the happiness in their loved one’s faces...
Even
for one minute longer...
Those
sweet moments of laughter with their family...
Glitter
in their children’s eyes, when they get their fancy toys...
A sweet
hug from their second half, after the day’s tiring toils...
The
real gifts in the life....
woooowwww.... wat a beautifully xpressed words nijo... you are right... i feel tat everytym i coem back home.. :)
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niya
these words crawl into ma mind, in my evening bus trips...
Deleteeverytime...
n thanks niya...