That Girl by the Window

So today while travelling by train, I saw a woman standing by the door, at it's edge, and her eyes were red. She had been crying as if her life depended on it.. She just stood there motionless, deep in her thoughts, not really paying attention to the hustle bustle happening around her, as if her world had come to a pause. Soon her station arrived, she quietly left blending into the fast - moving, busy crowd and getting submerged into the world.

I've always felt as though that is the most heartbreaking sight - to see someone sitting by the window and weep as their emotions consume them and get the better of them.
Guess sometimes life gets so bad that one of those moments that is usually so calming and peaceful and beautiful to the soul can also get better of a person, and wreck havoc in someone's feelings and emotions and they have no other option but to let it pour...
... to let it go at a place where no one recognizes them, and they can freely display their raw feelings..
And probably this very thing can bring about that kind of comfort that maybe no one else could provide for them..

Everyone has their own problems to deal with, and their own battles to fight that we'll never know about. A person standing right next to us could be so broken and we wouldn't even know about it.
Guess being nice, kind and understanding is all that we can be..
Maybe this will be the only highlight of their day and this small little ray of happiness could be the reason they want to get through their life.