The train came to a halt with a jerk. I gripped the support railing for balance. So did the people around me. Something felt different. The people and the surrounding was new and strange. I felt as though I was transported magically to an alien land. The people around me was busy in their own world. Some in their thoughts and some in their phones. At every stop a war brewed between passengers fighting over to get down and trying to board the train. I calmly stood there trying to understand the surroundings. Yet I could sense a Storm inside me. Like a programmed robot, I got down in a station. I stood there watching the train continue its journey. It was then I realised. Where the hell am I and who am I. I had no memory of both the things or anything for that matter. I sat in the nearest stone bench and tried to absorb the activity around me. I glanced at the phone and it read 9.00 pm. I tried to make a call and could not remember the pattern. The activity around me slowly became thinn...
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Very interesting... love the thought of you wanting to join your grandmom :-)
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Interesting write up!!! Keep up!!!Cheers...!!!
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