Probably a Girl waiting by her Window…

She looked out of her window…saw people pass by…she made up stories about each of them…the little boy skipping about was probably happy cos he’d managed to convince his mother he was not feeling well enough to go for tennis class…the upset looking dhobhi had probably just discovered that one of the clothes in his pile were missing…the old man out for a walk was probably wondering when his kids would call…the dog lying there lazily was probably hoping the cute cat would pass by…the smiling young girl had probably just met the boy she’s going to fall in love with…the cat sneaking in the side, was probably hoping the dog would leave her alone…she had a story for all of them…
She watched the people pass by intently…and some of them turned back to look at her…
She wondered…she wondered if they looked at her and tried to give her a background…what did they think when they saw her…girl who lives by her self…paints…stands by her door a lot…watches the rain fall and even goes for a walk in it...sits by her window with her mug of tea…waiting…probably waiting by the window for nothing in particular…but waiting…