While I was getting off the rickshaw one day, a girl with a spring in her step drew my attention with her bright coloured clothes. The heat of the summer sun couldn’t dampen her spirits one bit. Her excitement came out of her eyes. Unlike many who dread it, she looked toward the station with hope. It took me back to my first day in the city – full of hope, excitement and energy. In silence I hoped the city would treat her better. Her ringing phone snapped me out of my reverie. Her conversation confirmed my thoughts – it was the first day of a new job. She talked excitedly of her expectations, and it was clear then – her eyes echoed her feelings, and fluttered as quickly as her heart was beating.