Nelly's World

What I do: I provide information that is widely researched ranging from parenting, dating, health among many. I listen to my readers opinion, I cultivate peace, love and harmony in my blog. I believe that everyone has a voice that ought to be heard. I chose to write mine . Welcome to this blog

Different  faces, different  worlds 

In the train I sat, the lady to my left starred blankly into the thin air,  her mind seemed to be so far from the present.  The man next to her scratching his beard,  I assumed he probably  hadn’t had a shower but his clothes stated otherwise. A turquoise suit, so I assumed his neighbor gave him flees. 
The old lady reading a book seemed to be the most sane in that whole cabin.  She turned the pages with her age filled fingers, wetting  them with her saliva.  She was not  happy but she seemed  content, something I knew little of. 

Then the perverts, those who gave you weird looks. Those who had no shame sending provocative  gestures.  The mentally handicapped  that roamed  freely  in our god forsaken country.  

Then we stopped, a couple  came in at that station.  All cuddly  and sweet,  clinging  onto one another as though their whole life depended  on it. They looked as though  they were still on their honeymoon  phase. That phase between reality  sets in. The phase before they have to pay for mortgage and electricity  bills.  

Then there was me, analysing everyone else.  I wondered if they did the same too.  I wondered  their description  of me.  Perhaps the lady by the window who keeps starring at others, or, perhaps I seemed normal to them.  Is that not what normal  people  do?  Analyze and pass judgement?  I stood to be corrected . 

With love, Nelly. 



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