Neighbour

Rose's point of views :

New day, new morning.

Weekends are finally over and unlike others, I don't get Monday blues.

I like my work.

My work is like an escape from my reality. The reality that has nothing to offer but loneliness.

Hence, I look forward to my work. I look forward to meeting new people, to know their story, to give my contribution in their life to bring a good change and to take a lesson for me to keep on continuing.

There are too many silent sufferers out there and I want to reach out to them. Help them!

That has been my driving force for a year. That is what has kept me going.

I paused for a moment to look at myself in the glass window.

Hmn. I look normal. So normal that nobody would ever guess that beneath the facade lies a perfectly flawed woman with a broken heart.

That's good!

With a sigh, I walked ahead.

Walking outside the narrow lane, as I crossed the road to reach the bus stand, I saw a similar face staring back at me.

Being not a very social person, I often