Train rides and stories

 After a long time,

I’m waiting for train at a railway station,

And what more do I want,

Than the winter sun that is kissing my skin?!

Waiting for trains are mostly long, so

Soon I get lost in my mobile screen.

One, two and three trains crossed,

But none went where I wanted to.

Ten, twenty and thirty minutes passed,

But I went nowhere but there.

Nonetheless, I love trains

And waiting for them too.

Why, I don’t know.

But every time,

I find something new.

At last my train pulled up.

And as expected, it was so full,

And we all had to fight to get in.

Few minutes in the commotion,

And that’s when I saw him.

Messy hair, tall frame and searching eyes,

Grey t-shirt, black jeans and shoes,

Gorgeous watch and silver ear pods…

“He is so tall

And handsome as hell…”

Taylor started singing in my mind, but,

I digress.

I was standing in the ladies compartment

And he in the first class.

But lucky me, the train architecture had

Only a waist-high metal frame separating them.

I was looking at him

And he averted his eyes.

Whoa, that was a first!

It had always been me who

Avoid meeting eyes.

I got thrilled and a bit bold,

And looked right at him.

He looked at me and looked away.

And so it went for the next

Fifteen minutes.

Well, two can very well play this game.

Amidst the crowd and the commotion,

The fights and the fidgets,

We were playing peek-a-boo.

Minutes later,

He moved front and took a seat.

The distance between grew shorter.

And we were still playing,

Hiding and seeking between people.

My boldness started diminishing,

And so I slid into a seat.

My turn to hide.

Meanwhile,

The thing about train seats,

They are so hard and um, unfriendly.

Definitely not worth fighting for.

I don’t know why people do, though.

People got in and got out,

I got stuck between them

And the tall seats,

That I couldn’t sneak at him

Anymore.

I was a little afraid that

He would get down soon.

I also felt his presence,

As if I knew he is still there.

Strange.

I know, he is a total stranger,

But what’s wrong in a little peek-a-boo?

We all belong to the human faction,

Which happens to be more curious,

Just to know.

There are no rules to make

And none to break

Just go with the flow

And see where it takes you to.

The compartment was emptying slowly,

Past the window, wind is blowing

And scenes are changing.

Nothing the same as before.

© SoundOfSilence

I was ready to ‘boo’.

And he was still sitting there

Straight ahead me.

And, it resumed.

He then went off to stand

Near the exit where I couldn’t see

Oh yes, his turn to hide.

Without knowing, a little smile

Was sliding past my lips.

Over the now-empty train seats

And through the barred railings,

Until he vanished before the train stopped,

We were playing.

Of course I couldn’t find him later,

Though I did search.

And I started walking off to catch my bus.

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"Be a good girl,
You don't want to get kidnapped,
Don't provoke guys",
A little voice whispered...

Acid burns and dead girls,

Those images did cross my mind.

Have humans become so animals?

I don’t believe it.

Devils are there, to be eliminated,

But humanity is still in there, somewhere.

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So, yes.

I won’t forget you,

And I made sure you won’t forget me too.

Our paths might cross, who’s to know?

Till then,

Peek-a-boo, mate.

Love,
-Sp-