SALUTE THE SPIRIT INDIAN

how many of us have travelled in the local buses ,and ever thought anything else about the uncomfortable seats , the beautiful music out of those thousand piece of the complicatedly arranged orchestra they call bus , the stuck window panes and the loud people ... i never did till today..
inspite of all the apparent discomforts the indian moves on....
never anywhere i have seen such spirit as i saw today in her ..
carrying hardly anything on her body to be called human in the form of muscles and tissue ,she had what hit me the most the smile...
with one little lad holding her pallu and the other in her hands ..she was standing there waiting for the bus..she climbed up with her luggage,s along with her children, caressing them with the love in her eyes ,making arrangements for them to sit begging others .. she never sat down..i wondered..
she was there to earn her living, she started giving the demonstration of the apparently 18carat gold chain she was marketing for rs.10, un believable though ,but she spoke with confidence in front of nearly 40 people she knew had contempt ,abuse , and maybe lust for her ..she didnt budge ..with confidence she did her work and got down on the next stop with her kids ..
SHE WAS SMILING even when no one bought any of what she was selling ..
i had got my lesson and realised there was more i can st etch myself to ...I'm privileged and so is everyone out there who can read this (if at all some one is doing)

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