Platform-
Platform 2
The swing of his mood was quite witnessed by mid aged man on his right and an elderly couple sitting right opposite to Girish, but not the young boy to his left who was busy following the dim light that came breaking through the slowly thickening darkness.

Girish unaware of his surroundings busy in checking the profile of Mira and hesitating every time he typed something and cleared to make a move to start a conversation between them.

As the train picked up speed and the journey became more comforting the journey on the other platform also stood parallel. After a whole fifteen minutes of hesitation, typing and clearing Girish had actually managed to pass through his so called "sakht Launda" and wrote "Hlo! At last we came across again". As he wrote this he felt light, as if some thing heavy has been cleared from his heart 💓. Little drops of water trickled on his forehead though the evening was cold enough to make someone shiver the cold , chilled air proved this by kissing the passengers.

During all this Girish's hand sweat like anything making the screen hazy at times. He ignored...