The Child and his Father on that Station
It was past twelve I guess. The train haulted with a jerk. I was into light sleep and that jerk woke me up. Just to know which station it was I sneeked from the upper birth. But couldn't see anything. [...]
Now. Never. Forever
Now, Now I stand at the verge of a trench. Behind me is a trench of 17 years. I crossed and know every inch of it. I climbed and reached on the top with both my hands pushing my body [...]
