As I sat on my designated seat in the 6:30 local train this morning, I noticed unusual. A little girl was sitting across from me, staring outside the window at something she was fascinated by, while I stared at my object of fascination, her.
So what was so unusual about her? It certainly wasn’t the fact that she was alone in the first class compartment, which mind you, isn’t cheap or easily affordable by lost looking girls. Or that she held this utterly peaceful expression and yet, had determination painted all over her strong features. There was something uniquely beautiful about them. They weren’t soft and elegant like our usual beauty standards. They were pronounced and well defined along the ridges. Soon it felt like I was describing a portrait rather than an actual human being. Yet, there she sat, looking at the passing trees and buildings, not once distracting, thinking about who knows what. Alas, she got up when her destination arrived. Rubbing her sweaty palms, nervously tucking her hair behind her ears and muttering ‘excuse me’ everytime she bumped into someone. I kept looking at her until the train started and her fragile figure disappeared at a distance.
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Very nicely worded. Keep on posting 🙂
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Lovely. I think there is beauty all around us if we just notice the details 🌻
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I love the way you took an ordinary person and analyzed her. It’s a great idea. I don’t have to come up with some lofty idea for writing…just take the everyday and make it special with words. Thank you.
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Welcome to the blog arena. Keep noticing and capturing….
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Your description of the entire scene just seems to come to life when one reads it! You have such an amazing way with words.
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Very nice way of writing! Enjoyable read! Keep it up.. 🙂
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