I wouldn’t have known to do that. I'd have to catch up with the skip train or else. He decided to wait in the station itself. He was a tad terrifed. The dreary black and whites of the city at night are my only view out the small, dirty window. Are they wondering about what I’m thinking? I have to deliver a message to the man at the end of the journey. She went in her compartment. The train had not yet arrived in the station. She was not trying to get my attention. She realized it was the same man who had followed her and sat beside her on the bench in the station. “Now please start your dinner otherwise it will be late for you to reach home.”. The train chugs along slowly and I sit back and sigh. This time the reason was his boss. Read more like this: by Author sarbasuchi in category Love and Romance with tag girlfriend | love marriage | parents | train, Facebook | Twitter | Tumblr | Linkedin | Youtube. I didn’t feel secure anymore. I was aware of its existence but had been tuning it out. He must have followed her to the train. “I was not following you or anyone. He looked at the man again. “That is for your uncle to decide” Anjali said and smiled at Rohit. Jackson is the only passenger left, and the next stop is about twenty miles ahead. Both were thinking of their uncertain future. Being at a halfway stop, it was unlikely the train would stop for long. I went back to pretend-reading. Suddenly she saw a man approaching her; he came towards her and sat beside her on the bench. By subscribing, you agree to the terms of our Privacy Statement. Anjali couldnot answer the question. It wasn’t pretend reading because I wasn’t pretending, but I may have well have been. I was also thinking that it was too bright and that my skin was sticky with the heat. Little Toy Train was a goods train. She had booked a ticket for Kolkata the previous night and accommodation in a girls hostel in Kolkata. There were no actual signs on the platforms, he said. The platform was eerily silent. In public I spend a lot of my time trying to act neutral and not bother them; them, the others, the people around me, while wondering if they are projecting onto me too. The train had not yet arrived. All her persuasions went in vain and her father would not change his mind. I found one of those speakers where you press the button and it lists how long before each train arrives. We started out buying them new, but quickly she learned that there is a very robust used … She was about to lock the door, suddenly a man came in. As the train left Jamshedpur the two souls in the compartment were lost in their thoughts. He was working for a finance company in Kolkata. Read more like this: by Author Sudheen in category Social and Moral with tag job | son | train, Facebook | Twitter | Tumblr | Linkedin | Youtube. On close observation there was blood on his cheeks and on his hands. He walked towards a bench in the station. The book was a pointless waste of weight in my bag because I never actually read it. Was it possible that Jamal hit his father because of this reason? When would her mother be here she thought. By Alice Munro T his is a slow train anyway, and it has slowed some more for the curve. He had been having a really difficult time after losing his job for the second time in six months. A Real Branch Line Train. She was terrified.  She did not know what to do. ‘A Short Short Story’ gives you your daily dose of fiction in a thousand words or less. Social Short Story – The Train Journey Photo credit: giggsfrom morguefile.comtrain Arjun sat on the seat that he had just found in the general compartment of the train. Syed told him that the blood on him was the result of being hit by his own son. The train moved like a serpent on the tracks over a curve. What if it started moving while I had my leg in the door? She reached the station around five thirty. Learn about us. Still a journey of four hours with a complete stranger was not easy. He had been quitting the jobs he found every time. Arjun sat on the seat that he had just found in the general compartment of the train. There was a button on the side of the carriage which you pressed to make the door open. She sat on a bench in the station in the dark. Then he decided to strike  a conversation. Tata steel express left Jamshedpur station for Kolkata every day at sharp 6.A.M. “As you wish” Rohit answered. Why is this man sitting on the bench beside her in the cold instead of waiting in the air-conditioned waiting room. Why he was sitting beside her in the station instead of the waiting room, Anjali thought. Margaret sat there impatiently, fidgeting, looking left to right. This is one of the best adventure stories for kids. That was all she could pack in a hurry. I had already spent the last ten minutes realizing that my boyfriend had in fact been right, when he told me about the trains, before I left. The prospective groom worked as a technocrat in Pennsylvania in TCS. He got down at the next stop and told the old man the whole story and promised he would help Jamal get back his job. CP 3106 leading on the Glenboro subdivision. Anjali was praying when suddenly Tata steel express entered the station. It was bit weird for a small town girl like Anjali, may be it was quite common in the United States. Are they aware that I’m aware of them? He looked at her then sat on the other berth just opposite to Anjali.

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