Eternal love

What I love to do while using public means of transport, is to observe my co-passengers. On my way back home in the bus the other day a father-son team caught my attention. They were facing each other. The boy, not more than 6 or 7 years old was looking out of the window, his eyes betraying fatigue. His dad was looking at him, his eyes full of affection and love. Then the little boy said something to his father who came forward with a big smile on his face and hugged his son and kissed him on the forehead. I couldn't help but smile looking at them. While most of us were getting impatient to reach our destination and do something more important than sitting in a bus, the dad was savouring the precious moments with his son who would probably go back to his mom's in the evening.While I was evacuating my loneliness by watching their love for each other, the dad was probably dreading his lonely evening that would follow. While I was looking for eternal love, the dad was expressing his in counted moments that would end with the bus trip.