Whispers…

Heart whispers,

to hold on,  to feel the moment,  to try,

I stretched my wings ,

seen colors, felt innate happiness,

It is mystical & divine,

and I found you!

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About

Worked in media before and then accidentally landed into travel industry, now seeking peace in writing. My purpose is to share stories around us, sometime I could be part of it sometime just be an observer. I would like to start my journey with you and try my best to pen down my thoughts. Idea is to spread a little happiness which seems to be lost in the busy world.

I would like to connect like-minded people and seek valuable feedback.

You can email me at itsleenasharma@gmail.com or drop in your comments on my blog, would love to hear from you.

Leena

Funny guy in metro

Time 6;30 PM, I boarded metro . It is a rush time generally as people head toward homes from their offices. If by chance you happen to get a seat you must thank god for being extremely lucky. As usual I was standing in crowd fighting for the little space I made in the general coach. A middle age lady dressed in Indian attire managed to grab some space near me.There were three friends two boys and a girl in the middle, one of those fat guy seem to be really funny. And I heard a little conversation that made my day and here I am sharing that with you.

Guy (to the lady)- Aunty, please sit here (as he was about to leave his seat)

Lady– (to the guy)- Don’t call me Aunty, I am only 43

Guy (to the lady)- “No worries Aunty, please sit here”

All the people nearby burst into laughter and aunty was smiling sheepishly.