2022-01-16 08:25:28
This story is very strange, it may not be for anyone else, but it is for me.... I have never been special in my life.But I can never forget that day of my simple, straight and boring life.
That day of 11th August has been written in golden letters in the book of my greasy life.
I was waiting for my train, although the train arrives on time but that day the train was 7 minutes late. But in India 7 minutes means nothing.. Well as soon as the train came, it took everyone to catch all the seats. I was one of them too.
As soon as I got a seat, that too with a window which was my choice.
I sat outside the window looking at the people, someone's purse was stolen and someone's cat was lost.
"Strange people..."
I thought and kept watching but then my eyes saw a girl
Seeing which "MashaAllah" came out of the mouth...
That girl was standing wearing a burqa with a bag in one hand and a photo in the other…..she had many questions in her eyes…. was looking for something and maybe she was pregnant too....sometimes some stranger in life People are very happy to meet, it seems as if we have some old relation with them.....
Well after 10 minutes the train started.
I was still looking at that girl, she stood on the same wake…. I could not stay, so I asked with a loud voice,
"You don't have anywhere to go? the train will leave."
He looked at me and said no with humbleness.
The train had left......
On the second morning I got up, brushed, made tea and sat down on the sofa after picking up the newspaper, one gulp of tea must have gone and hardly, that too came out, I was shocked because it was written in it.. ...
"" A woman wearing a burqa committed suicide by jumping in front of the train.
And this wasn't any other woman but she was the one I had seen yesterday, there was a photo beside her dead body and the same bag.
How strange, the one I saw yesterday was not in the world yet....
Maybe she had already come thinking,
That this train will take him to her real destination......
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