
Just 8 minutes!?
I miss running for my 7:13 train! Feels like it’s been years since I boarded train that early! I rarely missed that train; by the time I was in my 2nd yr I kinda knew all the regular ladies in compartment, the lady who always braided her daughter’s hair in train(once she got off with only her one side done), the other one who always used to check her son and daughter’s notebook and keep making then rub and write again, an ajumma who always kept searching for some or the other thing in her purse, continuously (she had some issue i believe but never dared to talk her), three kiddos who kept making weird and funny speculations about what would be there in my drafting tube (wish I could told ’em, but I loved hearing them) they sometimes even asked me what I think would come in their test by showing their notebooks (& I was like ), then the girl who always used to call her mom and complain about the food and atmosphere and other stuffs she was facing ( she was living at her relatives house) next year she moved to hostel but the complaint abt food stayed! then that English professor whom I loved conversing with, then the girl I was impressed with as I saw her reading Goldfinch in French (coming from an aspiring french learner) we sometimes made comments on each other’s book, then there are soo many, but yes the one whom I would never forget is this girl, so a very cheerful girl, around 10 12 yrs old always with a pretty satin scarf tied around her hair, an I’d around her neck, a small bag on back which she never removed even while sitting, uk those bright eyed kids..she was one from them, however her mother was v silent and sad looking person if u compare it to her daughter (it was noticable uk) so..I never talked with her, nor did she with me, but we always smiled at each other brightly,daily, she used to get on the next stop from mine and I tried to make space for her whenever there wasn’t, now that I think about it I realy liked her, we saw each other for around 6 months I suppose, then like any other normal day she got in the train, train got packed, I couldn’t make any space for her, she came and stood infront of me (pretty near), I closed my book as with such crowd i couldn’t have read, and just sat there, and as she was v near, I saw her ID card, aahh…. it wasn’t of any school, it was a ID card from a famous Cancer hospi in the city, and I just cannot even describe what I felt that time, literally no words, then I saw above, her scarf, things made sense, she got down at her station, that’s the last time I saw her from window, she was walking ahead and her mother behind her, trying to hold her hand! My pracs started then so my timings were changed, and then theory exams never happened as covid came, so after that niether i went to uni nor catched that 7:13s train, and never met that people again!
(thanks for reading if you’ve made this far)
Open Thread #743
Source: Buzz Pinay Daily
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