The Boy and the orange

A sharp tangy smell filled the air..sweet and sour...everyone was quiet. But the smell pervaded everyone's senses..so much so that the woman standing at the door..leaning out into the wind..sad and pensive also looked around for the source of the smell...no one. Everyone was lost in their own world swaying with the motion of the train. When she suddenlsy spotted her..A solitary wman, purse at her side was slowly peeling an orange...this then was the smell that had been tickling their noses.

The boy looked at her with a istful exoression...the orange seemed like the last morsel on earth..and he saw it dissapear piece by piece into the woman's mouth..He swallowed..thinking of the time when he had last eaten an orange. Nothing came to his mind..even his spit had dried up at the mere sight of the orange.

Bright and succulent, it tempted him, antagonised him..till he thought he would die if he didnt get a bite of that orange..he tried persuading with his eyes..for he was no beggar..he was an honest worker..selling combs in the trains., he kept himself clean and presentable..But right now he was willing to beg for a piece of that orange. The woman kept on eating..spitting out seeds on the floor..the smell tantalizing him at every step ..he prayed for a miracle..maybe she had another one which she would give him..but he wanted this one..this orange.

And suddenly it happened, the train gained speed and gacve a terrific lurch. The woman slipped, lost her balance and the slice she was eating fell onto the floor and rollled where the boy was sitting. Fate, providence, luck!! She looked at the fallen piece in dismay but then seeing she couldsnt do anything about it. She shrugged and resumed eating the rest of the orange...qhile the boy slyly crept his hand out and stole the orange slice..from there it reached his mouth in 5 seconds and within 10 seconds he was slowly relishing the tangy flavor of the orange seeds in the his mouth..Bliss in its purest form had pervaded him.

He spat out the orange seeds into the moving night...and rested back..Home would soon be coming