I have always maintained that I am very strong and I I dont need anyone. To quite an extent this is true too. As long as I am in the right frame of mind I dont generally feel bored or lonely. I can and have travelled alone, done things on my own and do manage the general issues of life by myself. But at times certain sights touch me in such a way that they stir the notion that I carry about myself. This sight of my parents while waiting for the train on a cold wintery morning suddely stirred me up. The companionship, the journey which they had begun together years ago still continues. Since then my dad's shoulder has always been there for my mom's head to rest upon. The relationship which they begun years ago, has seen its ebbs and tides and has become mellow like the golden hue of the sunset. It has become a relationship that can be counted upon ~ A relationship of a dependable companionship. Looking at them I saw myself thinking what a beautiful feeling it must be to have seen the world together, travelled together, done things together, to grow old together...........for a moment my independency seemed shallow and I saw myself wishing for a shoulder too, on which I could lay my head and forget all my troubles.......
