Tuesday, November 09, 2004

Journey: 25th September, '99

This is something I wrote several years ago. On a train, travelling 3-tier sleeper to Bangalore, in search for a job and a life. Snowed in by work, so I figure this'll do for a while.

Here I am, stuck in this hell-train
Speeding towards my search for a new life.
And here are three cranky children in the same compartment as I,
Dropping coconut water on my clothes
And
Wiping their snot on Railways property.

I seek refuge in an upper bearth
Away
From their reach, but
Not their clamour.

Doze the hot afternoon away.

And now, as I peer down and out of someone's window, I cannot make out
whether
the coolness
on the platform we have stopped at is the shadow
Of rain-laden certainty of things to come

Or just any casual evening.

2 comments:

Kraz Arkin said...

I know exactly what you mean. Those top berths are the ultimate in escape...

Kraz Arkin said...

Just reminding you of the time a lizard fell from the first floor balcony into your hair and you got a crew cut. :)