Similarity comes but with a problem

I don’t know that lady, she is sitting on my opposite seat and looks just like any other lady in her 50’s. She in not very beautiful nor does she appear to be a modern Indian mom. Nothing in her which catches attention.

Gradually as the long journey progresses into dull hours, lady moves for a nap- a normal activity during train journey to cut off the monotonous hours. But there is something which starts disturbing me now. No no- she is alive and breathing. All I notice is a strange similarity in the way her frontal head is in comparison to my mother.  Similar wrinkle laden eyes, the bright red vermilion and the hair construct. She is lying there, sleeping- but to me it is bewildering???? I noticed that she is a Bengali whereas we have not had any connections with the Bengalis. I am amazed at seeing someone just like my mother. The similarity doesn’t pleasure me. In fact I am struck by some awe- I am disturbed because this figure does not look at me in the same fashion as my mother does nor does it respond to my gestures in the manner in which my mother does. Is it a bad omen? All I do is click her picture furtively and share my harrowing experience later with my sis.

The only though which comes to my mind- God please wake up this woman and keep me Mother safe and happy. After 2 hours God grants me my wish – she wakes up and all the similarities cease to exist. Troublesome it was!!