The wait
I have defied hail storms, gusty winds, snow falls, heat waves and stood the test of time and weather. I have seen kids grow up, I have listened to many sad stories, I have witnessed many happy endings. I have played home to many homeless. It has not been easy. I have bore the brunt of wrath and hatred, been hit (I almost died once ,a bus almost killed me once), been spit on, (Thank heavens for the rain, I am all clean and shiny...although a bubble bath once in a while wouldn't hurt). Once in a while I do carry the wet paint sign, yet people touch me to really believe it! Its been a long journey and I carry with me so many memories. Now I am all old and dead beat and yet still wait for those happy moments when I can serve tired legs, when I can listen to those laughter and giggles. I am still waiting.... for that damn bus to comeby on TIME! Am waiting...
6 comments:
Steel soul of mild lady cast and moulded by events (cast? How come? as it happened of over a span...she has to be tempered!)
Those that rendered her tough. Such events if perhaps too quickly could leave the soul of a man brittle.
About the comment-
It would be appreciated by someone who knows a little about heat treatment of mild-steel/cast iron.
And a little too upsetting for a feminist maybe (?)
PS: It is sure a matter of philosophical debate if the soul has a gender.
A good one though.
whats wrong with u? u still need to get married?
@Lkanth,hussain: i just thought it was a simple story. nothing else to it. God knows from where you derive all this! MEN!! phew!....I have to write another story for that topic.
That is really a gooooood one!
who are u wat is ur name
@gagjazz: Why do you care?
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