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a face hard to forget
hmphhh...
I sighed leaning on the cranky train seat....
Shuffling through the books in my bag trying to find one I haven't finished yet....
Seems like other than the ticket officer somebody else noticed my presence..
he wore A well ironed pleat shirt and a dark brown pant ,just like someone from his age does .He had a kind face a face hard to forget
Taking his eyes from the book he was holding slowly, trying to show how focused he was,he closed the book he was reading upside down.he looked at me and straight up asked me ,"you must be tired ,poor thing"... I was shook and glad at the same time .somebody told me he wasn't to talk for a while.but the moment I woke from that trance that old man just assumed I was rude and not interested in a small talk.My guy just went back to indulging himself in upside down reading.Few time later I checked the time and prepared to call amyra , I haven't called her since I was busy with my responsibility and work I had to get done in bangir(place name). the train was late for my luck only I know how I managed to get till here carrying all by myself....she picked after a few rings I assumed she was working and yes she was...ahh! this workaholic...we talked a lot and smiled while the old man took small peaks at me laughing..the giggles and small talks subsided...she cleared her throat .I knew it was the time for real talk."umm..so how's he doing, is he fine?....what did they say?...did you eat?
"Well hold on please fire them one by one.... he's just fine .well he seems like he is".they said.....they said a lot actually (diverting myself)most of it was what I didn't...
I sighed leaning on the cranky train seat....
Shuffling through the books in my bag trying to find one I haven't finished yet....
Seems like other than the ticket officer somebody else noticed my presence..
he wore A well ironed pleat shirt and a dark brown pant ,just like someone from his age does .He had a kind face a face hard to forget
Taking his eyes from the book he was holding slowly, trying to show how focused he was,he closed the book he was reading upside down.he looked at me and straight up asked me ,"you must be tired ,poor thing"... I was shook and glad at the same time .somebody told me he wasn't to talk for a while.but the moment I woke from that trance that old man just assumed I was rude and not interested in a small talk.My guy just went back to indulging himself in upside down reading.Few time later I checked the time and prepared to call amyra , I haven't called her since I was busy with my responsibility and work I had to get done in bangir(place name). the train was late for my luck only I know how I managed to get till here carrying all by myself....she picked after a few rings I assumed she was working and yes she was...ahh! this workaholic...we talked a lot and smiled while the old man took small peaks at me laughing..the giggles and small talks subsided...she cleared her throat .I knew it was the time for real talk."umm..so how's he doing, is he fine?....what did they say?...did you eat?
"Well hold on please fire them one by one.... he's just fine .well he seems like he is".they said.....they said a lot actually (diverting myself)most of it was what I didn't...
