Just thoughts!!

 Like every day I was waiting for the bus today. Trying to reach my destination. With thousand thoughts in my mind, trying to maintain calmness in a chaotic environment of rushing towards one's destination. Every day I meet this old man waiting with me at the bus stop, well dressed, working family man. In all that chaos there are these people, who have known him for a while, I am guessing since he is a local resident. They stop fold hands, and bow to him and then they move. The gesture caught my eye in all that crowd. later on, while he was trying to get on the bus another older gentlemen was trying to get off the same bus, in that crowd the guy who was waiting at the bus stop, they both saw each other they stopped, they both folded their hands bowed down and greeted each other respectfully. This was such an incredible gesture, which we forget. Respecting the other being and in return knowing how to receive respect. Doesn't matter what community they belonged to or what status ...

Today I have an incident that some of you might get, some might not, but that's ok. it is not meant for everyone. a few days, I was working on a project, so it got late. so slept late and early in the morning, just 2 hours after I went to sleep, my sister started with her zoom classes. that's what she did. the lectures were quite loud. and she decided to sit right next to where I was sleeping in a way that the sound waves hit directly with my eardrums. so I woke up half sleepy. like in a trans-state of consciousness. with my eyes closed, I heard the lecture. with different accents going around. jumping from Indian accents to British accents was quite funny. suddenly the teacher (female) asked a question regarding the topic she was in and a girl replied with an Indian accent, "yeah because the customer requested". The teacher with a British accent, "well done Pooja" and she stopped, took a pause. at that moment I don't know what took over me or that uncon...

 For the past 5 days, I have been staring at my screen, at this empty virtual sheet. Wondering about a single thought, that has been bugging me since forever. There are those I know who have spoken to me about it. Then there are those who don't talk about it or deny it but still, I can see it on their face or in their eyes the emptiness when that particular thought is mentioned. I have heard stories and silences that speak of such thoughts. It's not always just you, there are others who are going through or gone through the same chapter at some point in life. How can they go so blind?. especially the ones who consider themselves the best listners. One problem may be bigger or smaller than someone else's, can't really say. Nobody has the right to judge that. Everyone deals with a problem differently. The point I am trying to make is, who is listening to the listeners?