Thursday, September 29, 2005

Save a flower



Ever tried carrying a flower for someone you love and that too in a crowded train?
Save it for someone special. The stale air of the crowed train and tender whif of the fragrance of the flower. The inconsiderateness of the crowd and the thoughtfulness of the flower. The sad, tired faces in the train and freshness of the flower. You need to save from the push and the squeeze, the tear and the pull, the stamp and the scratch. Yes save the flower. Save the feelings. Ooze it in the compartment, at the door when they climb in. ON the seats where they sit. Save the flower. Keep it fresh. We travel everyday. Save the flower everyday.

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