27/10/16
In a night ferry
Met a grandma from Bombay
She looked like a kind grandma. Was smiling looking at my face. Walked slowly towards me and sat down by me
We were sitting at the side of the ferry.
I was fairly down. Shits happened. I started to feel particularly frustrated at my own life. I tried my best to stay positive. I tried , tried harder , tried even harder n harder. Time past, all effort came to no avail.
I stared at the waves, without looking at her, because I knew I wished some quiet moments.
She started a conversation. "The sea smells so nice. It has been ages that I don't come close to sea. I really like it. ", followed by a long cheerful laughter. That laugh, was what cured my moodiness last night.
A laughter that reminds me what simple happiness is. I used to be such person. I mean my happiness never costs me anything.
Y am I sad or desperate abt not earning?
The situation isn't really that bad. I asked myself again n again in the past months. The answer was always "mild-moderate".
I am affected by the other's perception.
I wasn't happy because i no longer see things via my own eyes. I let others watched my world and received their pities as they offered, thinking that I deserved.
"The sea is reflective of your emotion. If you are happy, it makes u happier. If you are sad, it makes you sadder. I like the sea because it makes me realise if I am happy."
Spot on!
We chatted for a while and she said "it is dangerous for a girl like you to linger around alone at night. Where are u going to stay when we reach the shore?"
She even worried abt my safety. She said good luck and "nice to meet you" to me before leaving.
Always meet foreigner when I am alone using public transport. =)
A blessed night to obtain encouragement or get reminded of my long fight from a lovely stranger.
Yea rite, I am fine.