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I travel a lot... Once in every two months I have to visit my home... Initially it was very tiresome, to first go to Etawah in auto and then to Agra in bus and then I had to wait for at least three or four hours at Agra Cantt. station from there to ghodadongri by train... And then papa would come to fetch me at the station...
Well taking all that pain was worth you know... Sarni was worth it,
Now it's easy... I have to get a reservation in neelanchal express and board the train from Etawah and reach banaras in only ten hours, and if some days I don't wanna waste that much time or I could not get reservation I would go to Allahabad from one of the trains and then to varanasi... It takes max 8 hours... But coming back from there is still tiresome... Trains are mostly reaching etawah at odd hours and so I have to wait till the sun is up and it's safe to travel for saifai...
I've had already enough of ''waiting'' on the platforms and waiting room before even leaving my parents house... We used to travel, though once or twice a year but it was like this only... Going from here to there on bus and then there to somewhere on train...
Anyways... In short I know how to entertain oneself when one is waiting... I do allot of stuff, I read, I listen songs and mostly I observe people around me... I imagine about what their life is all about and what they might be thinking about...
Some days back I was coming back from home by marudhar express, it was 4 am in the morning when I reached etawah and I couldn't leave station before it was dawn... So I decided, as usual, to wait in the waiting room for the sun to come up...
I saw a boy... I don't know I should be calling him boy or not... Anyways, that man or boy was sitting by my side. And I sensed that he became conscious of my presence when I came, well it's etawah, I am not a very attractive person to look at but in etawah you have little option so I must have been someone he would have stuck to pay attention to 😜.
And then he stood up and started strolling outside the waiting room and I had time to kill, I Started wondering... "what he must be like? Where he would be going? We are not related by blood or any bonds. We are two strangers together for a while till the needs and time will separate us. We are together in this moment. We were not, before this and would not be afterwards. Our paths would get separated when this moment is over. You would tread yours And I would travel mine... And everything would be forgotten, everything... Everything that we did not do, say and had...
I travel a lot... Once in every two months I have to visit my home... Initially it was very tiresome, to first go to Etawah in auto and then to Agra in bus and then I had to wait for at least three or four hours at Agra Cantt. station from there to ghodadongri by train... And then papa would come to fetch me at the station...
Well taking all that pain was worth you know... Sarni was worth it,
Now it's easy... I have to get a reservation in neelanchal express and board the train from Etawah and reach banaras in only ten hours, and if some days I don't wanna waste that much time or I could not get reservation I would go to Allahabad from one of the trains and then to varanasi... It takes max 8 hours... But coming back from there is still tiresome... Trains are mostly reaching etawah at odd hours and so I have to wait till the sun is up and it's safe to travel for saifai...
I've had already enough of ''waiting'' on the platforms and waiting room before even leaving my parents house... We used to travel, though once or twice a year but it was like this only... Going from here to there on bus and then there to somewhere on train...
Anyways... In short I know how to entertain oneself when one is waiting... I do allot of stuff, I read, I listen songs and mostly I observe people around me... I imagine about what their life is all about and what they might be thinking about...
Some days back I was coming back from home by marudhar express, it was 4 am in the morning when I reached etawah and I couldn't leave station before it was dawn... So I decided, as usual, to wait in the waiting room for the sun to come up...
I saw a boy... I don't know I should be calling him boy or not... Anyways, that man or boy was sitting by my side. And I sensed that he became conscious of my presence when I came, well it's etawah, I am not a very attractive person to look at but in etawah you have little option so I must have been someone he would have stuck to pay attention to 😜.
And then he stood up and started strolling outside the waiting room and I had time to kill, I Started wondering... "what he must be like? Where he would be going? We are not related by blood or any bonds. We are two strangers together for a while till the needs and time will separate us. We are together in this moment. We were not, before this and would not be afterwards. Our paths would get separated when this moment is over. You would tread yours And I would travel mine... And everything would be forgotten, everything... Everything that we did not do, say and had...
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