Saturday, 26 April 2014
The bus was already over filled , still he had to climb as that was the last one
She was sitting near the window , her and eyes fixed to the world outside
Their daily bus journeys ended them up as friends very soon without even giving a hint to any one .
They took the bus again today to reach their offices and eagerly waited for each others company in the evening
As through his eyes she saw the world and she gave him his voice
Promise...asked me one day Why do you promise ? When you can't Turning me into an unholy chant I am like the sunshine and the dust ...