The Waiting Room

Doors open and shut with the frequency of a Mumbai local

Ushering in an air, heavy with emotions and expectations

Strangers sitting next to one another

Bound by a common thread of feelings and expectation

On one corner, there’s the fear and anxiety

And the quiet sobs and howling tears

And on the other, there’s relief and happiness 

And the thankful sobs and joyful tears

Strangers sitting next to one another

Knowing that tomorrow they may be on different paths

But knowing that in those few brief moments

When their paths crossed and they exchanged glances and smiles

They were united

United by a prayer on the lips and hope in the heart

United by the Wait…