She was probably in her thirties, with a huge bag on her back(may be enclosing all her belongings...). As was clear from her eastern face features, she was an immigrant who had just landed in a strange land...in search of what...i dont know...may be for her living..or to join her husband...or any sort of reason....but what certainly was clear from her face was a determination to live....
All i could manage was a smile...may be a sort of welcome!!!!. In our daily way of work...innumerous people do we encounter who are far away from their homes...families...just to earn a better living..People are seen sleeping on footpaths...for the sake of those who are dependent on them, so that they could sleep well back home..Sometimes it becomes quite heavy in the heart...to see a person in deep contemplation...may be thinking of his family??? What is the flame burning in their hearts which keep them warm on chilling nights....which show them way in the dark....and which gives them a reason to live...My salute to them..
But the question is still sitting across my table......What am i searching in my life????????
Where is my flame.......
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