The Window People

It only took a second - I merely looked at their reflection in the window - but it was enough for me to forget it all. I saw nothing of particular relevance or importance. People talking is all that was there, but for reasons that escape me, it provided a brief glimpse into a different world. Heck, what if it all was like this? Looking into the windows of Bangalore to see those around us and their lives. In fact, as I turned back to those sitting beside me, I spent a moment wondering who they were.

I knew it then - I want to be a window person.