Emotions are invisible

As I was standing at the railway station, the heaviness at my heart, tried to come out as tears, which I dabbed my eyes and looked at the sky, took a deep breath and controlled my tears. I looked around, there was a little baby running fast to his Mom thinking in going to streal him.

Two little puppies were running faster playing together biting each other, it was pure happiness.

A man on the other side wearing his jute bag walking like a model, tried to keep his bulging tummy inside his stomach as he crossed pretty young girls.

A heart patient struggled to walk past their compartment stop and sat almost twice as she couldn’t able to walk further, she looked around and wished if only someone could carry her and drop at her destination.

A man with mental issues worried about nothing and walked each side like a busiest civilian.

Kid crying infront of his dad, hoping his dad would get him the candy and stopped crying when his father lied that he will get him candy at next stop.

A young girl was talking to her boyfriend, giggling and smiling often tried to pass her kisses over the phone while no one is watching.

All it happened at one place, waiting for one train and different people, different emotions. Each of them had carried emotions, Like I was not expressing my emotions every single person was there hiding their pains, sorrows, happiness and sat still as they waited for a train. One train, lot of passengers, lots of emotions. If only emotions are visible, the people in depression could be easily identified.

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