Unfamiliar faces.
Total strangers, waiting.
One, worried about being late
to his very first date.
Another, excited to see
his newly-wed wife open
the door to him, after a long day.
An old man, waiting for
his grandson to pick him up.
A pretty girl, staying all vigilant
about creeps lurking around.
Mr. Sardarji, with his dense beard
throwing a heartfelt smile at me,
ready to start a conversation.
And at a corner, a toddler,
in his mother's arms,
staring at me, wearing
an innocent smile.

Waiting rooms. Railway stations.
Unfamiliar faces. Familiar emotions.
All of us, on different walks of life,
waiting for the very same train.
Irony. And yet, a beauty of its kind.

- Landlocked Sailor