Holiday in college & sleep in hostel room

Those days with all my friends,

Careless, carefree and no nonsense.

Now, in the train .... I think about the 3 hr train journey,

which passed with smiles about the assignment pains.

Sitting at the window seat at a day, holiday in college....

& sleep in hostel room.

Traveling amidst the women, with I guess similar stories,

I am missing all my distant friends.

At the Station

He was at the station,

wearing an orange turban,

neat and perfectly tied.

There was something about him,

that made me want to know.

Staring tracks, he saw a rat move slowly.

I saw again, in anticipation.

The gaze had hardened and tensed, his face scrunched

People he was looking at, moving like the rat.

A sudden noise and the gushing rush

He froze, the train passed vacant

A wobbly step back and a turn confident, he left.