The two old ladies at the bookstore. 

An Ordinary Address

I really wanted to share this small incident, so here it is:

Yesterday, I met two lovely old ladies at the local bookstore. As they came, one of them asked for the novels, so the store owner immediately arranged the stool considering her age and the lady sat gazing intently on the classics section.

I could not help but observe that woman. The way her eyes moved through the books and shelves; she would pick one novel and then another and in few minutes she held a bunch of books in her hands and goggled at the titles. While I was into this observation, the other lady who stood beside me suddenly whispered in my ears: “She’s eighty-five years old.” I immediately turned to her and was amazed too by the information she had given. Eighty-five is a big number, to think of and look at the rejuvenating spirit of…

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