It had been another long day. The boss had yelled, the witch in the cubicle next door had been insulting and her idea for the television commercial had been hijacked and turned in to a big joke. As she trudged from the mainline station to the tube, her feet ached in the new shoes she has bought as a pick-me-up. She should have taken her doctor’s offer for a Prozac prescription instead.
People pushed and shoved. Large bags smacked against her. Commuters walked on the right hand side even though it clearly said ‘Please Keep to the Left’. She looked at the faces that rushed by. Corners of lips seemed to be on a natural downward curve and brows were scarred by the deep ridges of permanent frowns. Everyone was so wrapped up in their own lives they didn’t have a moment to spare for their fellow human beings.
As she approached the turnstiles an announcement stopped her.
‘Due to a passenger under the train, there are delays reported on the Metropolitan, Hammersmith and City and Circle lines. Please find…’
Had the passenger tripped, been pushed over – or had the hypnotic pull of an oncoming train been too much to ignore?
She stopped and listened to the announcement one more time before sighing with relief. None of the delays were on her line. She’d be home in time for Corrie.
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11 comments:
brutal.
fabulous :)
Excellent commentary on the kind of people we are becoming.
But thats true, in a weird way..
Or maybe Im losing it. :)
nice ...
and hugs to u too :)
At least there was no delay in her line...
Of-course, there wouldn't be delays on her line, would there be? On top of all that's happened, it would be cruel if she didn't see Corrie.
Nice, true and kinda sad :(
premonition?...*spooky*
Very Ammani-like :) And that is definitely a compliment! For the rest, I second what Sujatha said. Nice...
Nice !
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