Life - Part 2

Life is unfair to some people and more than fair for most of the masses. As my brother told me once, the irony of two people on a bicycle and a scooter is that even though the person on bicycle works harder than the other person, he never gets past him. Such is life. And as is, many people come into your life to be there for a period of it and just vanish in thin air as if they never existed. And some to leave a lasting mark and few you never knew existed as a part of your life. 

I usually buy fruits from a street vendor rather than from the supermarket just opposite to where she sits. When I went to her the other day after a long time, she inquired why she had not seen me for long and I explained her that I was out of the station. After the usual purchases, she paused a little before taking the money from me and looked at me expressionless. She showed me her thumb and told me that she had cut herself earlier in the day when she was trying to cut open a jackfruit. I looked at her with sympathy and could offer only a few words to be careful and took leave from her.

On my way back, I could not give up imagining about the closeness the vendor displayed. I see her once in a week or so or sometimes once in a month or so. I was surprised by her friendliness. (She usually chooses what I should buy!). But I was ashamed of myself for not having the presence of mind to buy her a band-aid from the shop a little distance away.