train journey

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hey ... i am a student. i like to write in my spare time....

Submitted: April 22, 2017

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a great personality has said that there is a poet inside everybody but to write it down on the paper and to sing it ,, is the very tough task ..i also agree to this statement.... what i am going to tell u,, has taken 3 years to complete.............3 years ago i went to delhi 4 an entrance examination.. after exam i was waiting 4 train in waiting room to return back my home..after waiting 4 an hour a railway employee announced that the train by which i have to go is delay 4 an hour .. hearing this announcement i was little bit upset and i breath out a long air through mouth.. that air just disturbed the hair of a lady who was sitting in front of me , keeping her back to me. she thought somebody is blowing her hair so she turned back an gave me a tough look .. i was scared and b4 she speak anything i said sorry to her started giving my excuses that i have not done this deliberately, then she turned without saying anything...after a while she got up and went to some where . i was also feeling hungry so i got up and went out of the station to have something to eat . there were 4-5 beggars at the entrance of station .they were crying 4 alms. i checked my pocket , i had only one rupee coin ,so i chose the oldest beggar among them 4 that coin and left that place in search of any hotel. i found a hotel which was full of customers . this was all due to there was not any other hotel in that 100m of area..many people were eating samosas with their plates in hand . i also ordered that,although i don't like samosa but i had not any option ... while eating it i saw the same lady eating same what i was eating . what a beauty she had . she was in blue jeans and white t-shirt . i kept her looking and eating without looking my plate. and trust me that , those samosas have become tasty after watching that lady . she had a cute face, a mole on her left cheek . since it was summer season and it was scorching sun out side , it was very hot.due to this she had sweat- drenched neck which was beautifying her . after finishing my food i paid my bill to the shop keeper and waited there 4 a moment and thought she is married lady so it is wastage of time to think about her and went back 2 station..when i reached there my train came within 10 min. i searched my berth, a person requested me to exchange my berth with him . he said that he does not feel comfortable in lower berth . i had not such issue, so i gave my upper berth to him. most of the berths were empty. i had nothing to do so i started observing people of the platform from the window. during this a lady came to my front berth.....oooohhh no! she was the same lady.... she kept her bag under the berth and sat with a long breath. since i was guilty in waiting room so i tried to hide myself by looking out of the window . train started moving , i was still looking outside the train . this continued 4 2 hours. it was about 6:30pm.....it was darkening outside and sights were becoming invisible . now i had not any reason to see outside.. i found that , the lady is sleeping .her face was 2 me . now i had enough time to watch her closely.. what a sight it was.if i have had any idea about her sleeping time i would never see outside the train.. it was awesome to see her face and the wind which was coming from window was blowing her hair and her mole on cheek ....................... i have no word to say about it ... before seeing mole on her face , i really did not like mole ... most of my friends used to say that they like mole ,,, one of my female friend used to say that she like her own mole on her face , but i really hate that mole . however i never told her about my dislike for mole because i did not wanted to hurt her...........after half an hour a member of catering service came to take an order . she woke up and ordered dinner . i also ordered the same.. she went to washroom and came after freshing herself and sat down on the berth . there were 2-3 drops of water on her face which were glittering like a precious stone. then we had a dinner . i wanted talk to her but how to start a conversation was the big deal 4 me .. ...any how i mustered up the courage to talk to her . i said....... may i have your water bottle?........... she said sure and passes her bottle. although i had water in my bottle.then i asked her ..... are u from india?........................... what!....... what am i asking?.... she answered me laughingly... of course i am... why did u asked this question?.... i said you don't look like an indian... i was also amused by my answere. she started laughing and said you are very funny guy . now i got the signal to keep on the conversation. she said me where r u going? i am going to patna.. i replied. she said me tell her something about me. 1st i thought to give her wrong information but i had not any reason to tell a lie. another thought was rolling into my mind was.... if there is any chance to meet again then i should speak truth otherwise i have to remember all the lies what i am going to tell. so finally i introduced myself with 100% purity. i am ravi and i am a student . i came to delhi to attend exam and so on and so forth.....................then it was my turn.... i asked her to tell something about herself. ......... i am ritu and i am a student. i want to go in civil service and i was also in delhi to attend the same exam what u were................ i said tell me something about your husband. husband!?????//////? ........ who told u that i m married.. she said .. i can clearly see vermillion on ur head .... and i am not fool... i know what does that mean.... then she said no no no....... i am not married . vermillion is only a protection. if any ruffian see the woman with vermillion they do not tease that woman in 80% of case , this is due to 2 reasons ..... 1st some of them are not interested in married women and 2nd they have sense of fear that her husband may be near her... i was astound by her ideas and automatically a sentence uttered by me.... what an idea maim...... one more thing she added that she had tried that technique very 1st time and benifited by it....... wasn't that stupidity?.... i thought in my mind............i didn't believed that she is single... and i thought that if she has attend that same exam than she can not be married because that exam was only for unmarried. and i asked her to show me her admit card . she opened her bag and shown me her card. now i come 2 know that it was palpable truth she spoke.t was now 11 pm . we decided to sleep . but believe me i did not want to sleep , i just wanted to talk. i tried to sleep , i failed in my attempt and i brought out a book from my bag and started reading. ...................................... she uncovered her face from shawl , looked around , she found me reading then she woke up and said in sleepy tone ..... what happened ? '''''''''''''''''.................nothing........ i was not feeling sleepy so i thought it is better to read something. i did not say that i wanted to talk to her that is why i didnt feel sleepy. if i told her reality she may considered me as a flirt. and u know i am not like that.................................. after i while she said i also tried to sleep ..and failed to do so. if you don't mind can you keep your book inside and lets talk.i was waiting for that and to keep my emotions hidden , i didn't make any happy gesture on my face and kept my book slowly.i kept listening her lyrical voice till 6 am, although i don't like garrulous person ,they irritate me but i don't know why i was listening her idiocy. we were about to reach at patna junction. i went to toilet. when i returned we were at patna junction, we came out of it together. now it was parting scene. we said bye to each other and without exchanging mobile no. or any social networking id. , even we didn't ask address .... and we went towards differen directions. when i reached home i unpacked my bag and i found a letter inside it .................


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