Some queer glances arnd brought us back to the platform from an almost ecstatic world…!!! …though a few, but people were staring at us…..both of us felt a sudden gush of uneasiness n I balanced myself back….

“…..sorry…that …was… I…..I just….slipped….”

“its ….ok..”

Slightly conscious, slightly embarrassed I reached for my bag again, took my mobile n spoke home..!!

as I put the phone down he said, “rini…..I………I….”…………

jus then a whistle cut him short…..the train..!! …..it had arrived….!!!!!

I was lookin at him, there was surely smthing he wanted to say very earnestly, I cud sense that restlessness in his manner…..

“what is it Adi….??  ….u ok…??”…

n I cud see clear enuff that words came restrictedly frm his mouth,

“y…ya…m fine…nothing….!!...”…

I wondered what was wrong with him....for there sure was something wrong with him….!!!!....

He called a porter……n we stood there watching him get my luggage on the train….

It was time to go….. “so....time to go I guess….it was really nice meeting u aftr so long….”

“ya…..same here….hope to c u arnd…!!”…

“hmm…..”…..I smiled….we shook hands n I set off to leave….

But as I started walking towards the train I felt as if I was leaving a part of me behind….I was terribly missing smthing….jus cudn’t make out what…..but I was….something was burning inside me…..it was being so difficult to take each n every step towards the train…. or……may be….rather….. 

‘away from him’….

… “yes, it was being so difficult to take each n every step away from him….!!!” ...

to be cont…(c u soon for the last part)

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