They are different people yet so similar to each other. All of us are in a constant wait. A few are waiting to see or meet someone. Some people wait for the company cab/bus, forms of pick ups and PMPLs like me (yes, the laldabba). But all of us are in constant wait to end this stardy and tiring journey.
I sit and watch people for few seconds; see their restlessness, eagerness, happiness, rue, wrath and ire. I find a part of mob similar to me and the other part contrary to what I am/I do.
The relative observations:
- preoccupation with self: men busy with the hem of their hair, mobile phones, business deals and people lost in reverie.
- washed in dust mixers: people in a sense of disturbia caused by nature. they crib about everything under the sun. they have problems with society, nearby people, the climate, pollution, poverty...Jesus, what not!
- stars and latest fashion icons: from chandni chowk to china the kinda fashion parade u wanted to see, u can see a glimpse here. men and women dressed to kill. Armani, benetton, gucci, donna karan, oxyzen, prada, Quiksilver, Hurley, Billabong, Etnies and O'Neill. U can find and watch
- vagabond models and forsaken femme fatale: they are the homeless and abandoned people who wait at the stops for their four square meal and a temporary abode.
- Rebels and tragic stars: They are the teens who want to do something about their lives. Dressed nicely and intelligent significantly is their trait. But they 'want to do something' with the jump start powder induced energy insinuating in them.
- Federal level, corporates, high on life people: needless to explain
- vinaigrette and eau de Cologne people: I love them :) I hate bad body odour so I love people who care to put on perfumes and deo....good brands is just icing on cake!
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