Fireflies

Tress of her hail flipping by the back of her head..dark toned skin and pale eyes. Clad in blue salwar kameez which was dangling precariously by the back door of the Mumbai ,transport  still many thoughts were beckoning her. I had to travel to pune shivaji nagar and I was standing on dadar private . exams over so I am having  a lot of time to waste. I was not in a hurry and I had  money too. I noticed her and glancing her for couple of times as I was sipping from coke. I was noticing all the people around.

The buses  was stopping tentatively, seemed the bus driver was not making his mind. When he reached the bus stop he forced the brakes..this trait is uncommon to the all bus driver. So many people rushed to board it. In a jiffy everything changed. The chaos seems unordered. Ordered chaos in a waved bus stop. Bus was already occupied and people are hovering to board. I wonder why.

This girl failed to board.. I didn’t try only. I was the one standing and taking it easy among all commuters .  what can I do to broke all semblance of made up discipline and process from the bus and boarding it.

Next bus to pune stopped. Slowed and stopped . havoc of streaming fidgety brewed. Bus was almost empty. More loonier than the pessengers inside.. this girl doesn’t seems Marathi or maharashtrain . may be new to Mumbai. The restlness in her eye was appealing. She wasn`t flat feet with transport. The bus was empty still she was hanging by the back door. The bus moved . bus conductor asked that nubile to grab a seat.. she sat to the vacant seat next to her..she was in plain restlessness . she scrolled her mobile and phoned someone. . she was looking back again and again. I cant  understand why she boarded the bus if she was expecting someone.  I tried had to eavesdrop but can`t. I think she wanted to get down . she asked the conductor to stop the bus. The bus was pacing up.. conductor jangled the rope as he was sitting on the first seat.

I was gobsmacked to she thay she jumped out of the moving bus and in a recovered time as fell flat on her face. I was annoyed at the driver that he didn’t stop it.  Even my little bit of annoyance was directed towards  her. People here take everything for granted.

The bus stopped and even I got down .

She stood up and cleared up the dust.

Listen? `I asked

Her eyes strained to see me. She had this strange expression and a vacant look on her face.

~yes?` she replied

~are you hurt? ~

Na its fine.. thanks ~

She checked me which a scan and started walking. .i was like on a standby mode..

She was looking for her watch as she walked. I think slipped it somewhere. She walked back to find it. Its was a bit dark. So I thought of helping her out. By the time she was near to me I found it and forwarded it to her..

Thanks` she said

She was listening to her watch and her eyes were fixed in the distance.

I thought how unusual but when she took out her white walking stick from her hand bag, that time I realized she was blind.

She walked on..

I disarm that smirk and flaunt my hair and kick the ground to puff up a dust..as I walked I wondered what was the purpose of this girl to catch that bus and whom she called and why she got down of the bus without much a thought..