Yes he was here playing pranks with his friends on this metro station “Yamuna Bank”. In white t shirt imprinted with statue of liberty and wet with his sweat.We used to wait here…….
Technically I had completed my one month that day in college and in Delhi. We all were going for rehearsal of dandiya competition and he was among one of the participants. Although I had never seen him before or may be I might have seen but I might had not noticed him early. He seemed to be cheerful with his talks . Accidentally during his one of the pranks he hit me with his dandiya and may be that was the first time he saw me with a puppy look in his eyes he said sorry. That was the first day when I saw him , I was not knowing that day would have such a great impact in my graduation life. Although we ended after a year of happiness, love and affection and the irony it ended where it started same place Yamuna Bank.
It’s our farewell today but unfortunately in my heart everything thing seems to start from the very first day I saw him. I don’t know why these memories are getting blurred what is this happening to me…
I am no more sitting beside him and he is not looking towards me not even when I have draped his favorite color saree not even when I am sitting right in front of him… yes everything seems to change now but fortunately these scars given to me by these memories are still same. Not even a single memory is fading every little bit of it is same…
Same metro same friends same he and same me but unfortunately its not the same us and may be it would be the last Metro which we would board together.
But this would not happen because if this happens I would keep chasing the memories without letting my self to move on…..
Yes I need to miss this metro to let these memories go…
“Rihana let them go we would take the one”
and with alarm doors open rush goes out and goes in and then he turns and those pairs of eyes bids me the final good bye with a silent gaze”
Real Girl Stories in Delhi Metro 