Story
I am a station
When you think of railway stations
What comes to tour mind
Huge junctions….many platforms….trains and passengers running hither and thitherStalks catering to food medi ine books and whatnit
Retiring rooms announcements. Display boards
I am none of these
Two trains pass by one of them express just glances by
Many neem trees one solitary bench one station madter one porter
Passengers.?
Some to local chandai
Some to catch water
KumarPuram station
Branch of a sideline in remote district
Built in the times of famine for giving work
Sometimes i think of my elder brothers
Mumbai kolkotta chennai central egmore
I wish ..only wish
10 no 6 no atleast two passengers
Board and alight daily…mmmmm
The gentle wind from the neem tree consoles me
Because of you
Many people get drinking water
Even in times of famine
I wonder,,
Is my name on any timetable or forgotten
Station master in his retirement years is content
I am still young and hopeful that one day
Hustle and bustle of passengers coming and going
The vendors crying out their wares
Tea tea tea coffee coffee idly vadi
Will be a reality for me
The lonely pair of rails
Shine in the sunlight
Giving me hope