Sitting on the platform
Waiting since long
The train delayed
Hours passed
Night fell
Spell of dense fog conceals
The distance to the tracks
The bright lights that glowed
Beamed dimmed in the cool dark night
An old woman with wrinkles
Watches me
Shivering with biting cold
Grinding my teeth
She lights the brazier
To warm my fingers
Numb with cold
Rubs my fingers
With her fragile hand
Soothing my body to the core.
An unusual gleam in her dark eyes
Compassion filled in her bosom
I was indebted
For her unconditional care
She replenished
That cannot be bought
For million bucks
Nor can be repaid with any amount of ransom.
Still
I offered her a note of hundred
She declined
Blessing me with goodness & care.
My heart was
Filled with gratitude
Tears brimmed in my eyes
And
An unknown joy
Gripped me
In it’s embrace.
A thought provokes
Still
Beautiful souls rule the earth
By their wisdom & care
Rising above
The petty strife of pennies.
© Ila Varma 07-01-2016
This post is a part of Write Over the Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
4 replies on “Joys Unknown.”
Yes, and thank you for writing about this as a possibility and a reality. Humanity sparked in actual human beings is not gone from the earth!
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This is beautiful. The grace and kindness of the woman, who wanted nothing in return, for her heart warmed itself in caring for you…..sigh. Loved reading this. So good to know there are beautiful selfless hearts all over the world.
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