Visit of her face occupied with full of attitude blended with a high dose of makeup.At very first glance I admired her grace.Slowly bus started moving and unknowingly our eyes met where I witnessed her gentle face pouring with unstoppable tears. So silent so strong she allowed them to flow with an un-disturbing void.After a while she wiped her face with a tissue and applied her bold colored lipstick .Acted as if everything ok. This is all about a girl sitting next to me in the bus. I failed to ask as I know I have no right to, May be the current societal norms restricted me.I am not sure what stopped me but I dint ask.
A sudden thought flickered ..
What we lost???
We lost the right to ask the next person “Is everything ok”.
Do we ask at-least our loved ones?
Do we care to ask?
Are we all gonna die with those untold stories??
I took my bag and with a confused smile started walking …
Those silent tears…
I wish .. you clear your untold story with an open heart.
A girl in the bus..
Thank you for reading❤️