On a crowded platform

I walked, on a crowded platform

All alone

Faces lost, in the sea of time.

Trying to decipher dissimilar – actions and expressions

I knew they were watching me,

All four sides, complete and occupied

I am no different, just the clothes are little queer and tongue a little weird

I see they like to speak,

But they never talk to me

Between us silences create a line

That defines me and them!

I walked again, on the crowded platform

All alone

Trying to find myself…