a character

It is always a blessing to come across interesting characters in our everyday life. The varying personalities lend a flavour to my otherwise monotonous life.
There was this one girl during my school days who used to brag about how rich her family was. I come from a small town, a town where those days, one did not see tall structures. Not any higher than 5-storeyed buildings. One day, we decided to go for a small picnic and since her house was on the way to our destination it was decided that we should pick her up. We had never been to her house before so she was giving us directions, "Once you reach the petrol pump station, you will see a 7-storeyed building...the structure just cannot be missed by your eyes. That's my house!!". Now, that got us pretty excited since we had never seen that tall a structure.
The "day" arrived and as excited as we were for the picnic, we were eager to see that tall building. We got to the petrol station and looked around. Uhuh..no 7-storeyed in sight. We turned a full 360 degrees..yet, no sign of her house. Finally we gave in and decided to give a loud honk. Shortly afterwards, we could make out a figure coming out from a single-storeyed unfinished building. That was her, walking confidently as if nothing had happened. Rest of us, we looked at each other and all of us drove on. She never mentioned about her house again, but her big talks never ended and right to this day, I consider her one of my good friends...

just another face in the crowd

I guess I sound way too abstract when I define myself as just another face in the crowd. I mean what do you expect when you are asked to write about yourself in 2-3 lines or on a whole page for that matter!! Everytime I define myself, am either too short of definitions or am introducing a totally new individual. People so firmly come up with quotations and lyrics of beautiful songs when asked to define themselves. What is it that I am missing...???Am I just being too detached with myself or am I just being honest..?
Everyday I see umpteenth faces...and at the end of the day, each face is just another face in the crowd.It is just a few who matter and the rest just dissolve into the unknown.
I am always on the verge of discovering something new about me each day. That something which defines me today is temporary.
When I feel that am a passive creature, my outbursts at uneven times proves me wrong.
When I feel like living my life for the less fortunate, the sight of children begging right infront of me makes me bitter.
Coming to that point again...Do you too feel fortunate that you are not in their position? Sleeping in the streets, no home to go back to..?Not knowing when you are going to have your next meal..?Do you thank God that you are not in their position???
I do...I thank God...but does that make me feel any better???
I feel guilty that I am where I am and they are not there where they want to be.
But then again, this thought too vanishes once the traffic signal goes green and those faces are like just another face in the crowd.