Hole in her Shoes

The red metro train cruised through the dark underground tunnels of Prague cutting across the layers of chill air. Inside stood Sanu in the last compartment of the train, leaning his back on the back door of the train. He put on the earphone and played an audio book in this mp3 player. His eyes turned to be an observer and his ears transformed into a child listening to bedtime stories.
"say something nice to me wanatabe" was the first words from the earphones and words will continue to pour out till he reached his work in vaslavske namesti.

As his eyes observed, a girl with big blue fashionable bag gets in from "Budeloviska" station, she went to an empty seat which she might have spotted before getting in the train. This seat faced the back door where Sanu's observing eyes stood. She left the blue bag hung on her left arm, it was weightless, and opened a magazine and started turning the pages to find something to read.

Tough being stylish she was dressed to keep herself warm. She wore a grey thick coat which seems to be made of woolen, under it she had a blue pullover which matched the color of the bag yet more bright. She seems to have a blue tiny dot ear rings, I am not sure if she had the tiny ear ring for real, but it seemed to him that she had a matching ear ring too. Her hair was straight and short and didn’t cover most of her face, normal eyes but with a wide lip.

His eyes were stuck and continued to stare at a small hole in her canvas shoe. She wore the girly canvas shoe which is very popular here in Czech Republic and it had round opening on the top part, above the big toe of her left shoe. Here was this girl so well dressed, a style with perfect attention to matching color and wore a shoe with hole in it. This curiosity led sanu’s eye to search for the other shoe and to his delight it had a same hole exactly in the same place like it’s a mirror reflection. I wondered by a girl like that should be wearing a torn shoe like that. which was when he notice her big toe reaching out though the torn hole, she was actually pushing her big toe up and down, her face didn’t have a slightest reflection of her act, it was not that she was enjoying it ,it was more like an natural act. She continued to play with her big toe till they both got out in the same museum station. No wonder her why her shoes had holes. She went out of the train and walked towards right and me left.