Short Story 4
April 1, 2009 § 4 Comments
“Bye”, she said. He replied using some random noise that his throat came up with in such times. And he tried to smile. She smiled back at him and disappeared through the train door onto the platform.
He sat in the compartment for some time before heading out onto the platform himself. He had known her for only 12 hours – the duration of the journey. But corny as it may sound, he felt he’d known her his entire life. They had talked the entire night, hadn’t they? And they had so much in common…
He shook his head. There you go again, he said to himself. The sequence of meeting a girl on a train, falling in love with her and living happily ever after only happens in the movies. And this is no movie, this is real life.
At the other end of the platform, she climbed the stairs to the over-bridge. He was different, this one. Something very different about him. Something knowingly different. Almost like déjà-vu. She felt silly, thinking in such terms. Meeting the guy of your dreams on a train journey, falling for him and living happily ever has happened only once in the history of human civilization. That event was Dilwale Dulhaniya Le Jayenge. And her life was no DDLJ.
Soche Dil Ke aisa kaash ho,
Tujh ko ek nazar meri talash ho,
Jaise Khwaab hai aankhon mein base meri,
Waise neendon pe silwate pade teri…