Match-Making

He boarded the train tip-tapping the floor with his white and red bottomed stick. He stretched out his hand helping her onto the suburb making the team of four. They sat on the moving floor, patted and chatted with peculiar sounds ignoring the strange voices touching each other’s faces, groped into things they brought through their inner eyes. I tried to hear their conversation to check the intimacy to match the right pairs. But Oh! they alighted at the next suburb by making human chain of different pairs and failing my theories of couple-making **** (C) Shefali