Old crevassed face broke its pattern and heaved and moved in all directions and broke into a grimace that must have been a smile. He patted the girl's blonde locks and turned away. Abruptly he got up and exited at the next stop. He was the winner. Within seconds all the traces of him were gone.
Life is like a large transport truck loaded with many packages.
All of these packages are complete self-contained units. They are so complex that they leave one flabbergasted and non-comprehensive. Young girl was already sitting in old man's seat, glancing warm Dale Carnegie smile in my direction. She didn't have a clue who has occupied that seat before her - nor she cared. She was intensely sipping on her water bottle, was she doing it because it is trendy or healthy.