Reader

I like to read. I read books, letters, e-mails, newspapers, magazines, billboard advertisements, bus schedules, city maps, street names, graffities, short text messages,nutrition tables on biscuit packages... More than these I read people. I study their faces carefully and try not to miss one detail. Each detail opens up their unknown world to me. I read their worries, joys, dreams, hopes and disappointments. I start breathing with them. Their worries become mine now. So do their happiness. After revealing their universe and traveling through it, I step back silently from their world. As I leave the train, I look at their faces once again with a secret smile to thank. For this beautiful experience I have just had in their world...