Today, on my way back home (in the metro) , I saw this lady - thin, middle aged, talking on the phone.
And then, tears rolled down her cheeks..
The coach was relatively empty. Some people looked at her as more and more tears flowed.
why? What for?
Nobody asked. Nobody bothered.
She kept crying.
For a second I thought I should go and offer some water,but realized I didn't have any.
My Stop came.. I got down.
And the thoughts continued..