Category : Stories

Sub Category : YoungAdult

It has been minutes since I was waiting on the bus stand.The bus number,my eyes everyday waited for,Today,they were just coming and passing as I stood puzzled.I wanted to rush through the crowd and make my way.But today I didn't or may be I couldn't.I felt a lost warrior,the crowd like Wars and the Noises seemed the Battle I just couldn't fight.                     It has been hours now waiting on the Bus stand,staring at absolutely nothing.A corner seat I managed finally.The corner seemed Beautiful,or it just seemed Safe.Meanwhile some little things healed me.Oh !"THE WINDOW SEAT"
When you look out to the world and things seem to fall at their perfect little places is what I call a perfect "Window Seat".A place from where you look out to the strangers,they don't seem scary.Or in case they do,they pass way too quickly.Nothing Stays-The Good Or the Worse.Thats the little beauty.
As I stepped out of the Bus and walked towards my destination,I could sense a completely sorted human inside me.And Tomorrow when the Bus halts on my stop,I will definetly be on the side where people resembled Wars and the Noises seem a Battle I could possibly fight.