Friendly_Stranger

Whether the topic seems strange or slightly amicable but one thing is certain i.e. there is a vast ocean of  thought associated with the point of concern that who are strangers - our friends or our strangers. I use the word "our strangers" which may seems abnormal or inappropriate if didn't given Second or even Third Thought.




I usually prefer to  board train while my return to Delhi is due to varied reasons as the departure from Jaipur and the Arrival in Delhi suits my time to leave for Delhi due to which i have to lose the company of  friends with whom i can accompany to have a joyful journey but rather i always gained a lot  during my journey through a transport mode which have passengers from every nook and corner of the country.


Journey by a bus can never be joyful as in bus one have to sit on a single alloted seat for endless hours and life become monotonous during 5-6 hours of journey from Delhi to Jaipur and Vice-Versa. But in train one can have numerous opportunities to talk to people whom we call strangers... In-fact everyone on this Earth is stranger until  u  have desire to be amicable with the person sitting besides u or standing in front of u or strolling whether in bus, train or platform. Whole world is known to me but what is the need of hour is to generate this sense of feeling. Anyone can talk to anyone but this occurs rarely as it needs some tools to start with...


Not those one which are available in the warehouse but a tenderness which enable u to take a step forward and Open yourself in front of the world and you will never feel alone on this Earth...







Sometime back and even on every trip back to home i met one or the other guy who are still with me but never able to talk any girl even though opportunities strikes twice..


The most memorable one was the one when i met a guy who is indeed aloof from the rest...V talk for almost 3 hours since it was some festival time that the train is totally packed up like there is not enough space so that even one can pass abreast through the train....He is not moved away by the worldly thought and Pursuing work which his grandfather won't able to finish during their lyftym...He is indeed Working on Sanskrit and Perform Palm reading..Hats off  to such a gentleman.......During our 3 hours talk neither did he enquired nor did i offer my hand even though he can tell a lot about me but i wont...




Later when i arrive at Delhi railway station  i realize that Its very easy to make New friends and even easier to maintain if you the person matters to U....




Nobody is stranger..Its just a name given to a person with whom sometimes u yourself and sometimes opportunities never let   both f u meet...