The other day, we met at the bus stop. I stole a glance at him and continued walking, thinking of all the things I had to do...In the evening, as I was waiting for a bus, I saw him again...This went on for a long time..! Every time I saw him,I couldn't help looking into his eyes...those brown,friendly eyes..!
It almost seemed like a story fit for a movie...He would be there when I came AND when I left..I could never make out which firm he worked for...he didn't wear one of those usual badges...Every day,I got used to seeing him as I alighted from the bus and looked for him in the crowd gathered at the bus stop in the evenings. I quickly figured out that his favourite place at the bus stop was beside the groundnut seller...
One rainy evening, as I trudged along holding an umbrella and cursing under my breath, I saw him...this time far away from his usual place. His usual place was taken over by those early-birds who made in time for some shelter when it started raining.
I held out my umbrella a little..just enough to save both of us from the torrential downpour. I realized I was captivated by his brown, friendly eyes..which now seemed fixed elsewhere...
After what seemed like a not-so-long wait, the bus arrived.I knew I had to leave him....He never boarded the same bus as me...Once in the bus, I turned to see what he was upto...He seemed contented in his usual cosy place...his wagging tail said it all....
