I heard my office mate crying and I actually saw that she was really crying. Her red, puffy eyes made it more obvious. I wanted so bad to ask her if she's fine but I was so shy. But I swear, giving her something like a cup of water or offering her a tissue roll crossed my mind and bothered me twice or thrice. But. I. Was. Shy. How could I be so timid about doing something good to others?

It felt bad. Really. I could see the misery through her eyes and from her silent sobs. It was heartfelt. But considering that what I'm feeling right now is more than enough to overwhelm me, I could not sympathize with her. She is just strong and bold to face whatever it is that pains her and I am not.