||Little Things..

She was late for work. She tried to hurry out of the lift of her building, bag in one hand, breakfast in another. Adulting was hard. Ugh! She walked towards the society gate with hurried steps. As soon as she had stuffed her mouth with the sandwich she held, she called home. It was a daily ritual. This was the only time she got where she could call her parents almost in peace. A couple auto-rickshaws stopped in front of the gate hoping she wanted an auto. She took a right from the gate and started walking along the pavement. She liked to walk in the winter mornings. The breeze chilled her face but sun rays beamed on her at irregular intervals from between the tall, green trees. She was arguing with her mom about having forgotten to cover her super-sensitive-to-winters throat with a stole when she saw a baby, about two years old, dressed in the kind of pink fluffy winterwear they have for kids these days. The kid was going round and round and round looking at its pink shoes clad feet. It looked like a pink penguin, made her grin like an idiot. She forgot how late she was and bent down to poke the kid's nose. The kid's mother came and urged her to shake hands, to which the kid complied, rather happily. She shook hands with the kid and cursing her work, started off again. She looked up to see a guy, earphones plugged in, also rushing to work walking in her direction. She stopped grinning consciously, she had grown up realising every time she was around kids, she looked funny to people around her for some reason. She couldn't explain why else they would grin like idiots so she assumed they probably made fun of her. The guy continued walking with a straight face on and so did she. But just as he passed her, he shook his head and grinned. 'Ugh! Great!', she thought and smiled her way to the office.

This is a silly, idiotic post. I feel like killing myself for writing it. Stop reading. There's nothing here.