The observer in a crowded city

I live in a city

I live amongst a million people

Everyday I watch thousands of them

Some known and some unknown faces

In some little or well known places

Some laugh, some cry

But they all pass byAnd I love to watch them Closely

I see a blind man waiting forA helping hand to cross the road

I see couples holding hands and walking

They are mad(sorry made) for each other, I suppose

I see a girl freshly heart-broken

Trying to stop her tears in a crowded train

Holding her head , covering her face

Trying hard to forget the pain

I see people being fooled

I see people making a fool

I see people laughing I see people loosing their cool

As my mind Is ever open

I see people differently

In their joy or pain

I see people sleeping

I see people Awake

I watch the humanity

This observer's eyes are always open!

This is my sweet recollection of thoughts while travelling in the city of Joy, Calcutta, India!