actuallytales

  Life can be monotonous and most of it is. Our routine as we call it, is a monotonous schedule which gives you a break only on weekends and some fortunate holidays. Otherwise it's just almost the same with a change in shade here or there. I too have a similar one and it begins quite quite early in morning. As I drive to my work place and take my vehicle that shall take me to my destination, there is this late middle-aged face that I face everyday. The lady in discussion is someone I see each day and we wave at each other every single day. However, it all did not begin like this. Madam comes to drop her granddaughter for school. She would be there sitting on the park bench and waiting  for the school van that picks her granddaughter to school. I used to see her everyday. I do not know who she is, in which flat she lives and not even her name.  Initially, as her time to drop her granddaughter and my time to leave my appartment used to be same, we just looked at each other ...