Unknown time in locker

When i reached down to a south station it welcomes me to give me the present by my thought to search her house without a address I was walking and taking my step on the corner of the road without caring the sharp stones pinning in my foots without a pain I was walking look around the city which was empty with some statues of temple and roaming around the silent horn of vichels when i put my hands on my pockets i found only 4 rupee I was not shock because i started my journey with all this

Now i lost my route to find the station it was a time of sun set i didn’t met with my love to find her house there but I was little happy that i had seen where she belongs on the other hand i was looking for the road which takes me to the station i spend my 4 rupees to get 3 bide which leaves my hand like a smoke leaving behind the memories of trip but i was still not get the route my eyes are searching for the tracks where the heavy wheels are going with speed of balance time is like hidden by someone to give me the pain of mark i was happy when i got the tracks and enjoying my emotions of happiness by sitting on a track someone called me he is the inspector of the station he ask my name and i respectfully told him all the details and reasons why i am here bare foot has i didn’t carry any legal identity card nope my phone he took me the station by telling we will spend a happiest time laugh,

I thought he will return me back with my help by my trueness behind my innocence of love to her but blade time demands are changed he thrown me in a locker without a lock now the darkness i thought this is the giving pleasure by the station in charge as a room to spend night but on the other hand i was confuse and continually asking to tell me the time because they are throwing water on my face and beating with a brush of their tail i thought to laugh on them by speaking such a words in their stupid manner which is such a shame full manner i found in my life without a dreams without a sleep when i woke up the in charger took me to a platform and with his a assurance to reach my home he push me in a crowded boggy of a rail i forget all my blood marks on my t-shirt which spread like a new colour of new memories in search of her .

In the morning when i woke up from the floor and look around the trees of coconut which look like a beauty of Kerala i was shock that what I will do that i am not in my station.

With love all

Jagdish bajantri

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