Efficiency of an artist
I got into the bus and rolled my eyes to find the seat, but all were filled. It is actually hard to stand with the shoulder bag, and if it is crowded then my shoulders will start to revolt against me. I stood near the seats filled with older women. So I hesitated to ask them whether they are comfortable having my bag. If there is an older woman in the seats, then I allow myself to struggle for a while. And my shoulders were paining to an extent, and the effects were clearly depicted in my face. All of a sudden, I just turned my eyes to the women in the seats, and I saw an old lady weaving a basket. My eyes were captivated by her artistic tendency. She was chattering with the other old woman next to her. She was very busy speaking, but her hands were like an automatic machine. I was surprised by her efficiency and talents.