She asked the bus driver to stop while she fixed her dress and prepared to leave. She made her way towards the exit through a stuffed pile of human beings. Driven by destiny, souls within bodies to face suffering joined in what most of them knew as life. Fleating glances observed her step from her seat to the exit. These eyes, contemplating, swept by false longings wrapping the true desires that had to be hidden behind embarrassed awkwardness.
The most attractive woman around is a very strong motivation for the time you have to spend in that place.
Your imagination creates a deluded image of a chain of events which makes you think that fate will somehow pick you as her first option among all of the others who want her and have almost the same thought ....of winning.
To winning of that woman is mostly spiritual because the materialistic win is illogical, even when it is your illusion boundaries.
A glance, a second look, a gesture or a turn - but her smile is an ultimate win.
That did not happen today, to him or another. Everyone just saw their dream as an evaporating mirage even when some still followed her leaving steps with denial. The exchange of smiles transported the same meaning to each of them. Others with their brains 100% engaged try to conceive how their life would change if they could share it with that women. Sighs and heartbreaks stalk them as they re-evaluate their previous life decisions which got them very little of what they wished for but a lot of what they did not want.
All dreams ended by the time she placed her last foot outside and all minds came back to their reality, trying to to think of other things to keep them busy.