Blogging 101 : Be brief

It was about to rain as I waited for the bus.  A woman came and sat next to me on the bench.  She was about fifty and looked like a middle class housewife.  She looked harried and lost as she rummaged through her old black bag.  It looked like a letter that she folded and placed it into her coat pocket.  An old rickety bus stopped and she hopped into it.

The bus moved away.  I saw a piece of folded paper next to me.  The woman must have left it behind.  I reached out for the letter which was crumbled and looked tear stained.  It read :

My dear Leena,

I think it’s about time we end this little episode of ours.  I need to get back to my life and you to yours. It is better this way.  Too many people could be hurt.  What will society say? I will miss you sorely but keep you in my heart.  

Goodbye.

My heart went out to her.  She must be heading back to her loveless life and the rigmarole of being a housewife.  There must be so many souls out there looking for love and happiness – at any given point of age and time.