And I met you.

When I saw you at a train station,

You looked tired and beautiful,

You had soft eyes, maybe you have cried last night,

You were wearing a maroon turtleneck sweater, a brown checked trouser, a black overcoat and black flats,

Your hairs were tied in a low loose bun,

You were carrying three bags, one looked like a laptop bag, a handbag and a lunch bag,

It looked like a lot to carry but you were carrying it with grace,

You were waiting for the train to arrive,

You were observing strangers around,

I wonder, what you must be thinking,

The train arrived at the platform,

You saw me in the reflection of the train’s window,

That’s how I met you again after a long time,

You started crying when you saw me,

I told you I am here for you, I see you and I love you always!!

Photo by Claudio Mezzasalma on Unsplash

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This week’s recommendations:

• When Women Scream by

  Sabah ✨💛
  . This one gave me goosebumps. The subtitle on this one says, “The liberation of women is the liberation of humanity”. If you believe this, you don’t wanna miss this one.

• i wish my momma would go sit down somewhere by

  Bethany Nicole
  . This one is on your deep burning desire of making your mum, grandmum and other women around you, rest.

• Unconventional Questions - Unexpected Joy...#64 by

  Tinashe D. Ndhlovu
  . The ability to ask not so normal questions and open mindset to see answers to that questions can bring unexpected joy and other good things around.