I would never know who he was, but that moment when i connected with him, shall remain with me forever. Sometimes, when i m low, i remember this incident, and every time- I smile!
A few days ago, I came across a similar incident, sitting on the metro, looking straight ahead i saw a woman with her little child. She seemed pretty upset and had this vague expression that made me sad. I couldn't help looking at her and just wanted to make her feel better. She looked at me, and i smiled at her. And yes, it worked! She smiled back, her face brightened up, and she hugged her little child. The rest of the journey, she didn't stop playing with her kid. I loved to see that and pray whatever issue she had, it gets sorted out soon.
Such was the power of this small gesture I witnessed. And seriously, it really doesn't take much to give a smile.
Coincidentally, the same day, I reached a busy metro point, where getting out and coming in, required preparing oneself for a battle to avoid being crushed in the stampede. The train stopped, I was ready to go out, and on the other side, this young girl, was all set to barge in. The few seconds it took before the doors opened, we conveyed to each other the ironic hilariousness behind us 'getting all ready'....how? - with a smile!
I confess, I love this language! :D