Stranger

The mercury reading 1 Degree centigrade @ 8:00 in the morning, deserted Bus stop, the only possession; a wooden plank, cars racing down the road making the chilly wind even more intense.A guy comes from the other side of the road and sits on the wooden plank. He is trying to contract his body to fight the cold.The air rises from the bus stop and whispers something to the tall trees. I could see the trees lending an ear by tilting on one side. It must have informed them of the stranger waiting at the bus stop.The trees tilt even further to get a view. Meanwhile the air has traveled to the mountains less than a km away from the Bus stop spreading the news. There is more commotion in the air as more trees try hard to see the stranger.Fast cars pass by on the road and the drivers give a quick look at the stranger.The two tall trees right in front of the bus stop still discussing about him, their murmurs loud enough to be heard at the ground. The stranger trying hard to comprehend the language of the trees.A black overly sized dog passes by barking meekly not knowing how the stranger might react to it. It turns back once to ensure it is not being attempted to hit.
An uneasy feeling crept in me coz of the amount of attention given. It was time for the bus to arrive. I stood up and started looking at the end of the road from where the bus would appear.In a minute’s time the bus was there, I boarded the bus and validated my ticket. I went thru the scrutiny of some more pair of eyes before taking my seat.
Well we all are strangers away from home and it’s a matter of some time before the new place accepts you and provides you with warmth.The bed gets warm only after you lie there for some time.