Beera

Railways are one of the most comfortable sources of transport for long journeys but today what I saw made me feel it's not the same always. A short story will help understand my above statement. My dad had to travel from Delhi to Chennai and then to Kerala on two different trains. The first train got delayed by fourteen hours so he couldn't catch the second train. In situations like these people tend to choose unreserved tickets and travel via the general compartment. The stop was the second stop and already the train was filled with people in the midst of that I saw a mother holding the hand of a son who was around five years old and a daughter whom she carried in her arms desperately trying to board the train. What troubled me most was when the son was having tears in his eyes and he tried to silently wipe the tears away. The sight wasn't a pleasant one but for a common man, I think it's nothing unusual.  The push and pull, the scoldings, and the desperate will to at ...

   Time flies before we can even figure out the timeframe.  Six months have passed already and in a few months, life as a student becomes history.  It's an exciting as well as a sad moment. Five years just flew away and now I can recall all the memories that I had in those years as a college student.  My first year was the most memorable memory of my five years. It was a frightening beginning in a new place with a completely different language and culture. It just took a few months to get used to the place and in those months the people around me made me feel belonged and it was a new feeling that I realised that became precious for me.  Over the years I met a lot of people some new, some old but I don't know whether we will still keep in contact once we all leave this place but still, the moment is very important. Now when I scroll through those old photos it brings back the rush of memories I shared with everyone still new and fresh. I completed my underg...