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Her Continuing Lessons in Humility

by k-balachandran

Yet another day of pain was put behind, She lets out a sigh of relief as if the beast That stalks her is duped for now, once more. The last Metro train that night, slows down,stops. To return to her regular prison she gets in hurriedly. Emptiness bares it's fangs, that looked sweet in fact, In comparison with the experiences of the day gone. A suspicious bundle on the floor stirred at her touch, A frail women almost frozen,living dead, eyes sunken in sockets." How did you end up here?" she quarries. "I fainted, didn't eat anything, for the past few days" "Mother, you need to drink something hot quick. Come with me I'll take care" her eyes get moist. Then she smiles thinking how fortunate she is. "My share of sweet misery is here to teach me practice humility, even in an empty compartment"
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Dec 10, 2014
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#poverty#humility#encounter#metro#train-journey
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