Three night stay at railway station…..
Prettiest of the pretty ,cutest of the cute
I met a girl she could never been mute
I was sly ,she was an open minded
Her chattering sound, seems as being grinded.
She sits beside me, I could no more fly,
Sweat streams out ,as been I kept to fry.
Keeping a heart as she being accomplished,
Fed me one time meal daily ,yet to be finished…
Time goes on ,life goes on …….
It was end of the year and new was to born…
We keep on whispering ,we keep on sharing…
And month of Feb. appeared ,contains overwhelming tearing……
Days were gloomy, nights were barking…
An owl was feathering, Symbolizing something wrong was parking.
The day appeared ,it was 9th of Feb.
As ugly and dark as a lithoshperic crab
I do remember the cold breeze barren night
She was gorges ,her pretty face was quite light
Gathering the people ,late party night it was
Telephone bell ring rang ,cause a sudden pause
Strange call perhaps it not might, but a rigorous cause!!!!!!!
It was call of her father’s death and her birthday it was…..
As far as she got to know, her sparkling eyes flooded with tears
First drop streamed out ,I was seeing it with great fear.
Charming faces gloomed, celebration merged in deep silence…
People began consoling her ,of being her father’s presence….
Whole night I was up stairs ,she keeps on crying….
Thereafter I never met her ,leaving everything behind…
But the most fearing experience was yet to come
Shivering nights were those ,I was out of my rent home.
All that happened was behind my imagination
I was lonely and it was three night stay at railway station…..
I never thought of such could ever be destined or framed
Where life seems running on wheels and that was nothing but a train…
