Talking...talking

Talking...talking

I am too talkative, some say. Like, on the Metro train I start talking with a total stranger, a woman with a child.  By the time she gets down in her stop I know that she is a homemaker, worked in a school before marriage and is now itching to get back just waiting for the child to grow up a little but also worries if she waits too long the opportunities would get fewer as new batches of aspirants come up.

by Ranjita Biswas December 16, 2023

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