If you have to ask you'll never know ! [L.Armstrong]... thats Louis not Lance.

Dec 3, 2009

Away in a train compartment.

The usual push shove climb to get in. a few months from now they would probably step aside for her. But not yet. Nothing showed. Not the fear as to how she would be a mother. Or the fear of the wrath of her father. Or the scorn of her neighbours. Not, for what she did. But for the stupidity of not being careful.
She could’nt raise a child. Not yet, not when she was barely learning to take care of herself. She’d heard that there was a home in Andheri where you had the baby and then left. Leaving the baby there for strangers to take home. Ads plastered the walls.Brilliant Tutorials, Juliet Bras and Panties ,Pearl Centre. Was that a message from God? Maybe. Maybe she’d just stay on the train and never get off. From now to infinity moving along train tracks that went from here to there and back.
Whichever way she looked at it , there was no silver lining. He’d always said he did’nt want to get married until he had a house of his own. He might as well be asking for the moon. She had’nt told him yet. But he’d soon know. Everybody would. Jack Nicholson. He’d been brought up by his grandmother. Thinking his mother was his sister. Maybe her baby too would be rich and famous one day. In spite of his careless parents.
As the train pulled into the station she sees the message light flashing on her phone. 12 missed calls and 1 message. Calls that had been drowned out by train wheels and other conversations. All from him. She’d call back as soon as she was off the train.
SMS. Aunt Gertie died. Mom says lft flat 2 me. Will u marry me?

7 comments:

Corinne Rodrigues said...

Welcome back, Clement! Advent resolution eh? Loved both your new posts...
C

Anurag said...

Hey Clement
Loved both your new posts! Hoping to read more and soon!

Smiling Dolphin said...

woooo, this was a good one. the earlier post too. what's bringing on this sudden spurt of creativity? not that we are complaining! you must see piyush's house in goa by the way.

The Cloudcutter said...

I hope an sms changes my life someday, positively I mean. (I've had my fill of the bad life-altering smses already, thank you very much!)
The train ride brought back "fond" memories. And I remember Juliet was mostly followed by "Bar" and Panties :D

The Cloudcutter said...

P.S. I want to say thank you, but I think I'll wait till the 31st ;-)

Anonymous said...

Lovely... :)
I go to Goa for 4 days and you decide to post everyday! Hmmm should gone earlier!

Nisha said...

Just read this...brilliant story...