V wer sitting in our compartment..in b/w a man rushed towards us asking,'Can i use d window seat to take a photograph?'.
We welcomed him. He enquired 'Is tat bridge over?'
I: 'Its our first tym in train on this route'
Man: Oh.. There's a bridge coming up which is in b/w Nagercoil-Eraniel route. I hav seen from land..donno how it luks lyk in train.
I: Whats its speciality?
Man: Thats d bridge from which my son died.
Complete silence... Music players off..Earphones unplugged from ears...
Man: it was on May21 st. He was lyk u guys,studying for engineering in Nagercoil n was traveling to college.Stepped down frm train while train was moving. Today is 21st. Its been 5months.
Train reached tat bridge.He opened d camera lens..But his hands wer shaking..Lips trembling..Eyes filled wid tears..I understood tat he cant take tat pic.I tuk my mobile and Clicked. Transferred to his phone. He showed me his digitalcam a video which he shot.
It was nothing but a bridge.. Video started. It was a train. He told. 'This is the train my son travelled..Jammutawi Express'. And video moved.. Then he paused. Pointed a bogie and told 'This was the bogie, my son was standing'
I dont have anywords to say.I just hugged him. Felt my eyes also wet.
Huff..Just imagine whats his condition??..
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3 comments:
nice one.... :)
Ithrayum nallavanano nee . . ?
Kanda parayilla . .
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