Ridin’ the Rails…. – Chapter 1

There’s something about the sound of a train that’s very romantic and nostalgic and hopeful…

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The sound of the alarm clock was like six different annoying sound put together as one. It was blaring and unceasing and crippling one’s thoughts from a peaceful sleep. Hearing the ear-splitting sound she jolted up and smashed on the snooze button as hard as she could. “It’s Monday, “she told herself, cursing as she headed to finish of her morning routine and rush to work. Monday is the most difficult day of the week and yes it indeed is, after a hell of a weekend, you’ve got to go to work to pay your bills. That’s when we realize that money just doesn’t fall from the tree.

After an hour or so she got ready and she picked her bag to leave when her mother yelled from the kitchen “So your again skipping breakfast aren’t you?”
“Mom I’m already 10 minutes late and I don’t think I will catch the usual train” She responded as her mom kept staring at her. After few seconds she responded “Fine, pack it,” and in minutes her mom handed her the breakfast box.

She half walked and half ran because she had to take an auto and then catch the train. Time was fleeting she had already missed her usual train but she still had hope that she will make in time to the office if she catches the next one.

She reached the station and while she was getting her ticket she heard the sound of the train coming to a halt. She rushed past the crowd, running on the stairs and then she zig zagged past the crowd and finally made it to the train. It felt like an achievement for her cause the train only waits for 3 minutes. She was almost out of breath and was sweating profusely, Monday trains are usually crowded than the other days. The train started to move and has the breeze touched her she started to relax. She took the corner of her dupatta (that compliments an Indian attire) and wiped the sweat on her forehead and that’s when their eyes met.

He stood far corner of the same compartment which they shared but a small divider separated them. There was something in him that made her to turn again, to have a second glance. The instance she turned she knew why. “OMG he is reading,” she said to herself. In a world of technology, he stood there holding a book and reading it. Her eyes scanned to read the name of the book but the crowded train never gave her chance.

She made glances at him now and then and often got caught by his gaze. When that happens she immediately turned away. The crowded train slowly started to become deserted and she finally got a place to sit. This time she took out her book and started to read while he closed his. He kept gazing at her and sometimes at her book. She still tried to read the name of his book when he wasn’t looking at her way but luck wasn’t at her side.

There were only four more stations for her to reach the destination. She looked at her watch and thanked God for she will reach on time. She didn’t want to be late on a Monday morning.

The train slowly halted at a station, almost all of them got down and so did he. She bent and saw the name of the station and thought to herself “I wish I get to read the name of the book” and has she turned towards the window for one last glance at him. He stood there close to the window holding the book right against his chest, showing her the name of the book. Seeing his gesture her eyes opened wide and her cheeks flushed red. As the train started to crawl from the station she heard him say “Until next time” and he walked away with a smile while she sat there thinking “Damn that’s an awesome book”

Would there be a next time…?
TO BE CONTINUED…


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It’s that Day of the year!!!

I suggest you to read from bottom to the top… 🙂

 

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The END

A very happy Twenty Five…

It’s that day of the year that comes once in a while…

It’s that day of the year were people who barely know you makes an effort to wish you and bring a smile.

It’s that day of the year where people who knew you for decades forgets to wish you on the very day. (guess they didn’t check FB 😛 )

It’s that day of the year where your phone keeps ringing from day on till night.

It’s that day of the year where your notifications keeps pouring in only because Facebook remembered you and begged people to wish you! 😛

It’s that day of the year where no matter how old you turn, you still become a child.

It’s that day of the year where you blow the candle still hoping for the wishes to come true.

It’s that day of the year where you get a chance to start new.

It’s that day of the year where a single text from a faraway friend means a lot.

It’s that day of the year where you feel special for a simple thing like being remembered.

It’s that day of the year where you do not regret growing older because you know its a privilege denied to many.

It’s that day of the year where you know being alive is life’s greatest blessing.

It’s that day of the year where you get to eat a lot of cake 😛

It’s that day of the year where you wish yourself when the clock strikes 12.

It’s that day of the year were you wake up feeling happy yet confused.

 

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Note to self

Well it seems the day has finally come. 🙂

So here’s wishing you a very happy happy birthday Sandra Jennifer. T  and you certainly deserve much more..

mmuahhhhh! ❤  XOXO


 

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Music that’s made Visible…

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She sat near the window with a curious gaze

From where she had the perfect view

For there he stood, her heart beats a little slow

More handsome than the Greek gods were ever made

Across the floor he stared at her with a constant gaze

Making her fumble with an innocent smile

He crossed the oceans of beautiful girls

Heading straight towards her in one large stride

Asking her for a dance with a silent gaze

She nodded a yes seeing him kneel

They stood together, his hands a firm grip

This made them look more like a couple with a fantastic mix

The music played and his hands wrapped around her slender waist

Breath shortened, eyes met and the crowd praised

Legs turned, bodies bent and hearts raced

There was a mystery in the way their body swayed

They never had a chance to be life partners

But became the perfect partners in the world of dances were made…


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Making them laugh… – 3 Line Tale

This challenge is hosted by Sonya @ Only 100 Words.  A great idea, though!

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He enjoyed making them laugh

For he knew it was the only place

Where no one cared of how short or stout or unattractive he was…


In response to Sonya of Only 100 Words‘ Three Line Tales – Week Seventy One.

If you want to join, here are the simple rules:

  • Write three lines inspired by the photo prompt.
  • Link back to this post.
  • Tag your post with 3LineTales (so we can find you in the Reader).
  • Read and comment on other TLT participants’ lines.
  • Have fun.

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And Happily Ever After…

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A lonely road
With a heavy downpour
She stood drenched and cold
With her bike which stood close by
Portraying to be dead inside

A distant light
A car zoomed by
Making her skirt fly a little high
Freezing her hands and thighs
For which she cursed a little inside

The sound of the engine
Made her hopes high
Stopped at a distance with a man inside
Her legs froze to the ground as she saw him step outside

A step closer he took
A step backward she took
“Can I offer help?” he says
As a  street light shone on his face
She gasped as she knew who he was

A silence crept
as her lips trembled to speak
“This isn’t a scene from your movie” she finally blurted
“Well I’m not trying to play a villain but a hero” he added
“But still you’re a man and I’m a girl” she insisted

A smile passed between his lips
“The world knows me” he exclaimed
“But how does that make me trust you” she questioned
“How about this” he said
as he snapped a selfie with her.

He posted the picture with 140 characters
“Now the entire planet will know you’re with me? “He uttered
She smiled, for she trusted him inside
Now the world not only knows them by name
But also as husband and wife…


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