It was few hours left. Separating from someone so close is always tough. A girl, who was about to exit from a boy’s life. Ticket was confirmed she told him few days back, her train was at 6:05 am in the morning. The night before was the only time left and the distance was about two hours from her girl's place. Thinking about sharing those precious hours together, the boy decided to drop her, seeing it to be his last possibility with her. The boy had already told about his intention of meeting her, it looked strange to her, she resisted but boy had enough motivation that all that seemed unresistant to his decision. Whatever the case is, he called her the night before she was leaving and said to confirm that he was coming to drop her. At last the girl said make it early as you can. Yes I will he said planning what to do.So the boy managed an auto late night, it was around 2:30am. Noticing those same landmarks his memory evoked all those beautiful time while moving. First meet, fights, love all was revolving in his mind. Calculating the time every five minutes, planning what to do in those few hours was more sort of desperation. As his calculation was going in-depth along the way, even calculating the seconds, finally he reached her girl’s place at 3:30am, knocked on the door and sat quietly just admiring her. She looked happy, yawning she said you came too early. The boy said nothing; he was only admiring her. She said 4:45 we should leave, suddenly he calculated it was 1h 15 min to be exact 2 h 30 min left overall. Then he was just memorising all the time they spent together and her girl was busy on her packing. He helped her in pulling bags and keeping them aside but his mind was on her. She gave him some thing and said to keep all her things cautiously. It was time to move she said. Way to the railway station, the boy picked the heaviest cargo and moved down the stairs. He slipped, she shouted easy dumbo easy. Took an auto and off they went, wow! I am leaving this place. Hmmm…… she said with her excitement seemed a blow in his stomach.
Calculating and memorizing the time, he said while moving on the auto, “how is it that we are helpless against time?” the girl didn’t understand what the boy was after. She herself was motivated and more so excited for different reason. She didn’t even bother to ask what it was for. While moving along, for a second the boy’s eye lit up reading few words, a cab parked aside written “ANTIM YATRA” on it. He soon realized it was his too with her. Every thing he saw on the way seemed empathizing him, he perceived. It was the railway station soon he realized seeing the crowd and here we are said the autowala. “Babuji railway station” Soon they both entered the railway station; it was platform no 5, they sat on the platform bench 5:15 it was and waited for their train to arrive. We came too soon she said. She was talking all alone and the boy was in his own world. Half an hour he looked at the watch and asked if she want coffee? Yaa and bring something to eat she said. As they were having coffee with that they heard an announcement of the train arrival. It was her train that was about to go in time. At platform 5 a train arrived, he was praying Oh! God please delay the train for an hour or so but he soon realized it can't, looking at the train entering platform 5. Stood to pick one of the bag and……. It’s not our train dumbo! The girl laughed. At least we should check the boy replied. I know my train she said looking at her ticket and the boy just asked to tell the no of the train. She seemed annoyed with the question and after few seconds she shouted the no 45XXX. Time was passing too soon and the boy thought, as If someone has pushed the accelerator. 5:40 the platform clock shows. More to add the agony to the situation.
It was 5:50 am but as by her assumption the train hadn't arrived. She didn’t pretended but she looked worried, so the boy too. 5:55 am the clock says and they were just sitting on the platform bench waiting. Seeing her face at a spilt of second the boy stood and went towards the train on platform 5. Tallying the no and confirming with one or two people he realized it was her train. Then a thought came should I tell her? I shouldn’t, she won’t leave today. Won’t it be nice she spends a day more with me? He was in utter dilemma to tell her or not? If I wouldn’t she didn’t leave till today, I can share a day along with her, he thought, I will not tell her, I won’t he was just so confused. He too was going to his hometown that night. He planned that he will drop her home that night before going to his. He went to the bench were she was waiting for him. The clock started ticking it was only five minutes that train would leave. He saw a worried face with a question all over it? A voice came within it’s your train idiot your name is their, give me your bag quickly, boy screamed. She quickly checked, we picked bags and were on her seat. He placed her bags under her seat, stood up, looking her for the final time and walked with all the memories and never looked back….
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