Restless Mind and Coffee

Sitting in the train, sun about to set Hustling city ready to retire, the humid air smelled both of tiredness and enthusiasm. I saw many faces, some felt home, and some intrigued curiosity. All in their world, I wonder what they were thinking! People were in constant hurry, guess where they were headed to? Some eyes sad, some smiled. Some shared stories of their hustle, Others glued to their smart('phone) friend. A teenage girl listening to songs, smirked creating the perfect instance in her mind, A man immersed in the loop of thoughts he created, gauging the decisions he made till now. Few missed their home, and wished they could get there earliest Some feared going home, prayed that the time could stop, there. Few longed to see loved ones, other escaped from them. A few enjoyed the solitude, Others cheered the social butterfly, There were loners too with undying hope lining their eyes. A small group of women bargained with the hawkers selling all sorts of things, In between, few ...