I was travelling by LTT – RJPB Express from Mumbai to Patna. The train had just left Jabalpur station and was cruising slowly over the tracks. It was May and at around 4:30 PM there was scorching heat outside. I was sitting in the AC 2 Compartment at one of the side lower seats and was looking outside.
There was a raised flat platform just besides the track beyond the boundaries of the railway station. A banyan tree near that platform was showering its bliss as soothing shelter to the platform. On that platform sat two couples.
I saw them and kept looking at them. When the train gained speed I went over to the gate of the boggy, opened it and leaned over.
They were two old malnourished beggars wearing their dirty and torn clothes.
“Did I say old? How could I be so sure? Poverty brings age much earlier than destined.”
The woman was giving massage on the right leg of her man and her man was gently massaging her hand moving over his leg. They were whispering among themselves.
“Are you feeling comfortable now?” I guessed them asking one another.
The Sun stood shy and the heat stupefied. I came back to my seat feeling warm in the air conditioned boggy.
The Sun stood shy and the heat stupefied. I came back to my seat feeling warm in the air conditioned boggy.
I am asking myself “Is love all about you and I or is it all about We?”
Utpal Kant Mishra
Mumbai
Sep. 4, 2016
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