I step on the train and wobble around helplessly as it jerks to a start while I have nothing to hold on to. As I regain my balance and some semblance of my dignity, I feel a pair of eyes looking at me - it's the young man in the seat near me.
His glance moves from my face, down to my red shoes, and upwards to the gold anklet, stockinged legs, and finally my amused smile. He smiles back, proceeds to pull out a pack of little colored paper squares, and picks one out with a flourish - yellow. "Ummm ... are you giving me your number?", I ask warily, a little surprised. No answer, just a twinkle in his eye.
He goes on to make tiny little folds in the paper - and then, like magic, there appears an origami crane, complete with flapping wings. He smiles, flaps its wings, and without saying a word, hands it to me. My station arrives - I get off the train.
I keep the precious little bird - it's a reminder that chance gestures by random strangers can bring a smile to your face, and joy to your day.
His glance moves from my face, down to my red shoes, and upwards to the gold anklet, stockinged legs, and finally my amused smile. He smiles back, proceeds to pull out a pack of little colored paper squares, and picks one out with a flourish - yellow. "Ummm ... are you giving me your number?", I ask warily, a little surprised. No answer, just a twinkle in his eye.
He goes on to make tiny little folds in the paper - and then, like magic, there appears an origami crane, complete with flapping wings. He smiles, flaps its wings, and without saying a word, hands it to me. My station arrives - I get off the train.
I keep the precious little bird - it's a reminder that chance gestures by random strangers can bring a smile to your face, and joy to your day.
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