Lost

you're lost in the crowd.

you start searching for a familiar face whom can help you to find your path, and thus, you take extra care in focusing on everyone's face in the search for a friendly one.but through your search you notice many more things...new things...things which you didn't notice before.

you notice that woman who is sitting in the corner with her ice cream melting all over her hand, dripping on her shirt, with her gaze lost in the crowd looking for someone who can be her light. she is lost on her thoughts contemplating about her next move and still cannot figure it out.

you notice that old man who tries to climb those couple of steps in front of him, he cannot do so without the help of someone from the crowd. people are too busy to help help, damn they are way too busy to even notice him and therefore he tries to climb them alone with no avail.

you see that kid who tries who get his parents' attention. he tries to be on his best behavior so that they don't get mad at him. he calls them to play with him. he asks them to buy candy floss...it would add some sweetness to his sorrow without knowing it. well, his parents are more interested in fighting and being angry at each other, then taking care of their little loved one.

you notice that teenager who is among all her friends and all of them are laughing but still she is alone. she feels that her world is crashing on her and no one notices it.

from the corner of your eye you notice a sweet couple. they seem so happy hand in hand walking together looking at all the beautiful and colourful stands. but you also notice that he is absorbed in his thoughts and that he looks at his girlfriend but does not see her. he hears her but does not listen to what she is saying.he walks with her but does not have a destination.

well, you notice many things while you pay that little extra attention to the people around you...but still many times we choose to keep searching only for our path. what you don't notice is that you are already on you path and those people who cannot climb the stairs, or are lost, or are unhappy or trying to get that extra ounch of attention, are on your way and you are supposed to deal with them in order to find your track. on the other hand many of us still choose to turn their face and keep walking . . . alone, afraid . . . searching . . . with no success.