Memorable Journey

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Submitted: April 16, 2017

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There are some incidents which are quite unpredictable and memorable. Many of us experience such incidents in school days, college days or during some events ; but today I will share a pleasant experience I had while traveling to my hometown from the city where I used to study. Most of us might have read “the girl on platform” which was part of our school syllabus my story conceptually revolves around same concept. As my hometown is 4 hours away from city where I used to study, due to availability of many trains and economical aspect I used to travel by train always. As I was doing my engineering I was a bit lazy and used to do all my work at last moment so I never used to reserve a seat for me or pre-plan my schedule , whenever I had to go home ; I was like pack everything ( like push everything in my bag) and leave for station and travel with general ticket.
As my hometown is not so well-developed, there were mostly middle class families all around traveling with me. Mostly families traveling with girls used to do reservation so they had different coaches. As lots of people and mostly students used to travel by train as a matter of fact I never got a seat to sit ; I used to roam journey. After my final semester exams I had to visit my hometown as we had some vacation in between next semester to commence. So as usual I rushed to station and as I entered the general coach, I was a bit shocked to see a vacant seat then i gathered all my senses together and occupied the seat. I was feeling as if somebody has given me a throne to rule. After some minutes two young girls nearly of my age entered in coach and occupied standing position directly in front of me , I felt as if I will drop my jaw in happiness. There was a lady sitting beside me she asked one of the girl what she does and general questions about what is better for her 12th std studying boy. I quickly grabbed this opportunity to enter their conversation as I seemed this a golden chance to have chit-chat with these girls. Both of these girls were sisters and one of them was engineer (elder one) and other one was B.Sc Maths (younger), after a hour the lady dropped at a station along with some other fellow passengers. So there were two vacant seats one directly in front of me and other beside me. Both of them occupied the seats with engineer in front of me and B.Sc girl beside me.Thankfully both of them were friendly and in no time we started talking about engineering life, submissions etc.
Speaking about their looks, the elder one was stylish with whitish complexion and she kept her short-hairs loose ; which was adding to modern looks. The younger one was simple dressed girl with fair complexion and had long hairs which was adding to her desi looks. Myself personally was more attracted towards that desi girl don’t know why because generally I like modern girls with modern looks. After some time we were giggling on high pitch on some common engineering facts and fundas. But on a personal note I was eager to spend more time with that B.Sc girl (desi), she was not so talkative so I shifted our discussion towards her career. In my life I never met a science graduate so being unaware of their life; I inquired about her subjects, assignments, future opportunities and blah-blah. Frankly I was developing a healthy and sound relationship with desi girl because I started liking her talks , her smile and the way she strangled her hairs while talking, I was falling for her. After some time it was like we were talking so loudly as if we have known each other since a long time. She was a lovely girl with quite impressable personality. She had that cream & onion flavoured BALAJI wafers which we shared, I was feeling as if I am in 7th cloud.
After 3 hours she had her station so she left. These 3 hours of journey went like a
spark and still there was one long hour waiting for me. I was hoping that it would be so great if that 3 hours journey have never ended and maybe there was a way I would have convinced that girl to stay. But still I was happy as I was carrying a pleasant memory of a stranger in my heart which will last for long. I had her number but never called her as I thought its better to keep the sweet memories as it is rather than having some stupid actions in future which will ruin the memories.


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