Strange things happen everyday.... and if I am around then the probability of strange things happening automatically increases ;)
So in the morning, when I took the train to work...I was just anxiously looking for a place to sit. The train as usual was moderately full; there wasn't any bright chance of finding myself a seat. To get some air, I stood beside the door. I did not carry my ipod, so had no option but to look around. Nothing really seemed to get my attention apart from this lady who stood by me in the train. Now this lady was supposedly communicating with another lady (must be her friend) who was lucky enough to get a seat in the train.
What was strange was not that they were communicating, but how they were doing so. Just when I decided to figure out what is happening I realized that some one has gotten off the train and now I do have an opportunity to sit. So I sat right beside the lady who was trying to make a conversation with the lady standing by the door.
Now the way these two ladies were conversing was through a strange 'sign language' which I am sure was best understood to them and no one else. In spite of being gifted with the power of speech, they decided to act out their lives stories.
The lady standing by the door sure seemed to be well trained in acting or must have been a champ in dumb charades. So her facial expressions were really loud and her body language very graceful. The other lady was more of a bathroom actor (come on... if u can have bathroom singers...) hence she was very moderate with her expressions and as there was less space, she could not really use her hands too much.
The lady standing by the door seemed to be narrating a nightmare or a ghostly story at least that is what I understood. The other lady sitting beside me seemed to be enacting a day in her life type of a story.
What was commendable... that the lady by the door was indeed giving a great performance, but nothing could be understood by any one apart from the lady sitting beside me. I think while traveling in the train they managed to create their own language, which was truly strange but looked grand.
If I were with a friend I would just talk... and talk... or keep quiet... but this was some fantastic peace of work that I saw today.
People find their own way to do things they really want to.... :)
So in the morning, when I took the train to work...I was just anxiously looking for a place to sit. The train as usual was moderately full; there wasn't any bright chance of finding myself a seat. To get some air, I stood beside the door. I did not carry my ipod, so had no option but to look around. Nothing really seemed to get my attention apart from this lady who stood by me in the train. Now this lady was supposedly communicating with another lady (must be her friend) who was lucky enough to get a seat in the train.
What was strange was not that they were communicating, but how they were doing so. Just when I decided to figure out what is happening I realized that some one has gotten off the train and now I do have an opportunity to sit. So I sat right beside the lady who was trying to make a conversation with the lady standing by the door.
Now the way these two ladies were conversing was through a strange 'sign language' which I am sure was best understood to them and no one else. In spite of being gifted with the power of speech, they decided to act out their lives stories.
The lady standing by the door sure seemed to be well trained in acting or must have been a champ in dumb charades. So her facial expressions were really loud and her body language very graceful. The other lady was more of a bathroom actor (come on... if u can have bathroom singers...) hence she was very moderate with her expressions and as there was less space, she could not really use her hands too much.
The lady standing by the door seemed to be narrating a nightmare or a ghostly story at least that is what I understood. The other lady sitting beside me seemed to be enacting a day in her life type of a story.
What was commendable... that the lady by the door was indeed giving a great performance, but nothing could be understood by any one apart from the lady sitting beside me. I think while traveling in the train they managed to create their own language, which was truly strange but looked grand.
If I were with a friend I would just talk... and talk... or keep quiet... but this was some fantastic peace of work that I saw today.
People find their own way to do things they really want to.... :)
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