Afasaana..

I was sitting and thinking about something, stopping and starting!

The bus was also moving with breaks in between!

My seat was near the glass and

People were changing seats on the nearby seat, stopping and starting!

I don't know when but I didn't know

A girl came and sat on that seat with her shoulders bent!

I was thinking about something, then suddenly my eyes fell on her

There was a strange sadness on her face

And her eyes were filled with tears!

She was wiping those tears secretly

As if she wanted to hide from all of us

Her emotions which were coming out intermittently!

Seeing her in this condition

My mind became calm.

Reluctantly I started ignoring her

But my eyes kept looking at her face intermittently! Suddenly she looked at me once

This time I avoided looking at her

But perhaps I was able to read the situation from her face, intermittently! Some time passed like this

I myself was in a strange dilemma this time

I gathered some courage and asked this time

" sorry to ask but are you ok "

She looked at me with surprise and said this time

" Sorry "

I said " are you fine "

She said " yes I am fine "

I said in a low voice " I am not feeling it "

She said again " Sorry "

I said " nothing "

There was a lot of noise around,

yet everything seemed quiet to me,

Then suddenly she asked

" why did you feel that I am upset "

I said " just by looking at your tears and face "

She said " by looking at the face "

I said " yes, by looking at the face "

She said to me

" can everything be ascertained by looking at the face "

I said

" not everything but a lot can be ascertained "

Suddenly The atmosphere became more serious!

Her face became more sad!

The tears in her eyes increased!

The sadness in her voice increased and her face became completely sad!

Then suddenly she said,

"Maybe I could not recognize your face"

And after saying this, the same old situation repeated!

Before I could say anything, she said,

"It seems that today even the bus stop of my house has gone far away from me"

Now I became more restless and now, intermittently,

Different stories were born in my mind! Then she said

"thank you for your sympathy"

I said anxiously

"All right"

Now she said to the bus conductor

"Please conductor baiya stop the bus right here"

The bus conductor said in surprise

"Here"

She said

"Yes, right here"

The bus conductor said

"There is no bus stop here"

With a light smile on her face she said to the bus conductor

"baiya my stop has already passed"

The bus conductor said

"Okay, let's stop right now"

"Hey Suresh, please stop the bus on the side, a passenger has to get down"

I was looking at her

Then suddenly she turned back and looked at me and said

"It is a compulsion, otherwise I don't feel like getting down"

She got off the bus and left behind,

All the questions that still bother me

stopping at intervals.....