meeting new people

The morning is a balance of bliss and sorrows; crows pecking through the burned plastic waste for fried meat, electric sockets that will never work except when looking for an innocent victim to zap, malodorous bathrooms and carpeted floors full of dirt of an age sedemented in to the whole surface over time, but there where also couples walking on the platforms holding hands and talking songs, flowers budding over the morning dew, birds chirping unaware of the big blackout of humans due to apparently no reason, and yet the train was full of men with blue shirt, obviously that's the new trend, and a maxed up baggage cart.
Everyone was reading updates from their mobile amidst all these chaos and wonders of the morning and here I am sitting, gazing on a not so comfortable girl standing in the crowd next to me, listening to Coldplay's New hymns passing occasional glances, thinking of a future with her and all of a sudden she departed in the next station.
Now i wonder where this is going, in a vibrant world full of interesting people, there is always someone to check out and we never even starts a meaningful conversation and we will never even see them again. In an ever so changing world all I can do is be grateful for the wonderful people I have in my life.