Today after a lazy Sunday afternoon of cleaning cooking and washing clothes…I went out to buy some stuff for home …
It was a wonderful weather. ..neither hot nor chilling cold…a gentle wind which plays with my hair ..bringing many strands on my face,eyes…made me feel like a movie heroine about to meet her hero ;) hehehe
And then I went to this railway station which is just beside my home..literally 20 steps away ..I always loved trains ..right from long journeys back home to the sound of the trains rhythm …. One of my mom’s relative home is situated adjacent to a railway track ….I always used to envy the little girl who stayed there ….:) ….she used to wave her hands to random strangers….and I could very well relate to the passengers in the train .. going to different places ….I was one among them always and how I yearned to be the one waving hands …
……When I moved to this home this station was one of the deciding factors …not for the practical aspect of reaching work early, simply because I could listen to the rhythm …..Everyday ….Our kitchen overlooks the train station and Its not a busy one...its those one of the smaller stations where many people don’t get down or get in but is nevertheless there …..So while I am cooking or washing vessels or having my tea early morning …the rhythm …is music to my ears …as though a tune of melodies passes over my heart and mind and it relaxes me immensely …..
So the station that I look at everyday I walked towards it...I grinned like someone who has got the cream ...and I simply loved it ….I was alone at the station …..No one at sight …..Like an abandoned station but alive in so many ways …This was not one of those very actively maintained stations that we see …It was just a simple station with 2 tracks on both sides of the stations and fencing at the borders to prohibit trespassers….and then 2 tunnels started at some distance on opposite sides….and then beyond the tracks the carvings of raw soil and stone which made this station possible. Every train passenger will know this …those sights of green patches of grass over some rocky stones....
I didn’t saviour this silence for long cos along came a train and waited at a distance like asking me ‘Can I go now and break this silence’ ….And after a 2 minute wait It went …….For some time the sound echoed through out ….. I started walking towards the exit and It felt as though I was the only person alive on this earth …It was not that eerie silence that haunts many but the silence in between the bird chirping, the stray cat walking among bushes., the crunch of gravel and what not below my shoes, and the gentle wind that sways above the tracks… and the ruffle of my coat against me ……
I am back to my room and I feel that silence within me … It has been gulped by me like air and that silence is now travelling unknown destinations within …..
