Fragments of the misty winter are still hanging around the corner. The cool wind still gives chills to the body. This sleepy station amidst the lush green forests looks magical and serene. The station master hardly shows up. The arrival of trains in this far-off station is limited.
It was around 11:39 pm; a train arrived sluggishly and stopped with a halt. Greg came running and boarded the train hastily. He was surprised and annoyed to see a co-passenger who had spread himself on one of the berths. Greg was not at all expecting anyone accompanying him at this hour. Greg is a quiet person and strangers are especially a big NO for him. He rolled his eyes in awkwardness. The co-passenger jumped on his seat on the sound of the arrival...