Creating a listener in us
The only clear and loud voice one could hear in the micro bus belonged to this old lady. As soon as she climbed up the micro bus, she started with how long she had to wait for the bus to come. And then she didn't stop even for a minute. Every other ears on the bus were grabbing her words with some questions in between. I always wonder how fascinating stories these elderly people always have. To hear the type of life they lived it's always a treat for the ears and hearts. The ups and downs they went through, that tender age when they were married at, their encounter with their new home or the elderly husband they got, their strange love life, meetings and departures, how they came to know the alphabets or never got to hold a pencil. Each of their lives can be written into the highest selling novels.
Even in these rush hours, while we always run for a thing or other, we definitely need to create a listener in us cause there are these people always seeking for ears to hear them. But it's our bad that we merely have any time for those words for we don't know that listening them is actually feeding our as well as their souls.
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