HOPE

It sends shivers down my spine when i see this misfit walking in the lonely roads in my colony...
i usually change my path when i see her from far... or start talking on my phone, i once even hid behind a building till i saw her gone far away...
uncombed hair, dark lipstick and a hysteric facial look which so clearly potray how crazy this place, this life are driving her
the story of an innocent bangla village girl marrying a despo looking bangla who roams around the colony half naked only in super shorts
and fights and beats her in the middle of the night...
Such a misfit...
she cannot speak english nor any language by which she can converse wid anyone here...
dont know last wen she had a conversation which would have made her feel human...
such a mistfit...
i think she took that very big leap at some point in life...
and having reached this far she doesn have the guts to jump back...
now she suddenly realises the fear of falling when one tries to jump far...
whenever i see her i try thinking of a way her life can change for good... try as hard as i can but cant think of one...
it looks so gloomy... the only eventualities i can think of is suicide or a runway...
Until today afternoon...
when i was taking a reverse in my car and my rear view showed up a bulged stomach...
it was her and she was pregnant...
That little being in there is hope...
its a total new dimension to her life i feel...
I smile big while i drive back to office.... God has his own good ways!!!