In the way .
I'm sitting just next to a person, my eyes have astonishment, shock, curiosity, sorrow in the form of tears. I'm on a bus right now and the route doesn't allow me to use the internet pleasantly so I decided to read the book I started a couple of days back, I was not intended to complete the book but to use it as a tool to spend some time to prevent myself from a small talk with that person next to me. As I continued reading I was into that book, which is normal as a reader to experience but after a while reading I reached to a point, a position, I never expected, now I'm trying to hide my tears from that person next to me. I'm sure you might be thinking that person must be a fellow passenger but it is my dad . I again started reading holding the canal of tears but it took a line, a single line to burst that canal. A thick drop slided over my chin and ran into mask ( that way I wear double mask I guess ) I thought to wear my glass but in that blurry vision I couldn...