The journey in the train (completed)

ch-2 (Jaipur )

"Ki chlo aaj in hawaon se khuch baatein kr Li jaaye, jo sirf mere aur uske bich rhegi, na kisi aur ke sunne ka khauf hoga aur na hi uske sahi aur glt hone ka
Chalo aaj khuch baatein in hawaon se Karli jaaye"
The hot air touched his face as he stands at the gates of the train, taking the view, capturing it no, not in camera but his eyes he always believed taking beauty as it is served by God through lenses it may look good or extraordinary but capturing through your eyes make it looks surreal, he took one or two pictures but not more than that.
" ek naye safar pe chl pada hu
Raste kha le jayenge ye toh raaston par hi chor dia hai,
Mein toh ish naye safar ki madhoshi me gum hu"
He speaks to no one just expressing his thought on his account and pushing the phone again in his pocket.
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Jiya's phone lied beside her, the networks which are hardly come in the train but somehow a message popped on her friend's phone, she didn't want to breach her privacy but her curious nature reading the first few words of text doesn't help her
Bs ek baar dekh ke rkh doongi wase bhi she is busy she thoughts taking her phone swiping it and reading the thought on Twitter the name is strangely written in any another language rather then English aur Hindi.
"....mein toh ish naye Safar ki madhoshi me gum hu" she completed it with a smile.
" Mr and miss whoever you are, you made me realise many things thank you," she said in her mind going towards the door of the train, it's all-new for her, the dress she wore made her uncomfortable now, she doesn't know jiyas friend at all and thought she may interfere in their talks, the inner jokes of the group she isn't able to understand and all not to forget the remarks of her friends.
She stands leaning on the door of the train, she is thankful to her friend that she booked at least an Ac 2 tier seat for them, otherwise, she would have died till now.

They both stand silent in their own agony and thoughts, unknown of each other presence and their destiny how it will play its role. He stood thinking everything but nothing puffing his cigarette from time to time when his eyes fall on the blurred image of someone standing on the next couch from his, her dark brown long hairs flowing in the wind which she is trying to stop at a place, she is fair he assumed with her waist is visible to him whenever she lifts her hand to adjust her hair. He loves to watch different people when he travels for building his characters of the story and she is definitely a different one
Her clothes, her gold rings and studs on her ears seems like she doesn't know the rule for visiting on the train.

Sidharth Dutta, A novelist written many novels on life, romance and now trying to explore the new genere. He is a happy go man, living his life to the fullest you can find him in  his home only when he writes the novel otherwise you don't even know where he flies. Talking about his family( let's leave it, that was forgone territory for him)

The train reached its destination Jaipur, it took them 6 hours from Hazrat Nizammudin Railway station.
The change in weather, wind, language and customs.
The girls are wearing kurtis, heavy jhumkas and rajasthani juttiyan whereas man were claded in cotton shirts aur kurtas and some were also having turban types thing on their head sana thinks in her self viewing the persons in the railway station.
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" khani khamba baba sa" Sidharth called one of the tea vendor, he is a tea lover and least to say the tea on train sucks.
" ji bhaishah" he spoke.
" ek cup kadak chhaaa"
" ji bs abhi" he replied pouring the milk In the container adding and he made himself busy in his phone.
" hello uncle" Sana greeted him
" yes mam" he speak in English but having a touch of his own language, she smiled with his efforts.
" ek cup caahe please" she gave him her order while waiting for her tea she looked here and there, the group she came with busy in some chaats outside the station but she couldn't make her in herself to eat looking at the vendor's hands, and unhygienic way without wearing gloves.
" don't you understand I am busy tell him I would not come at all" he yelled on phone. She winced hearing the tone of a man facing his back towards her.
" bhaishah, Mam apka order" he said handing the kullhad on their respective hands when the tea called out from her hand making the men hissed in pain or displeasure.
" shit shit I am really sorry sir, it's just happened by mistake" she speaks nonstop when he shows his palm to her.
" when you don't know how to hold a single cup of tea then there is no need to drink on the stalls" he yelled pouring water on his hand.
" I am so sorry mister but this is not the way of talking" she countered back.
" oh really now you will teach me how to talk who even don't know what to wear when you travel in train" he points out her clothing style...no he is not an orthodox at all but the people here watching her waist which picked through her top, he did watch many lustful eyes of people watching her out when she standing out with her friend outside the washroom.

" now you are crossing the line who the hell are you teaching me what to wear and not" she yelled on his level. Jiya and her group comes towards her listening to her voice.
" hey babe what happened? Did he misbehaved with you" Ansh jiya's friend asked her?
" do I look like some chichoora to you guys" his anger raised.
" no nothing like that its just some misunderstanding let's go" she replied don't wanted to make a scene in front of people more then it required.
" bahishah aap thik hai ab?" he inquired and he nods paying him.
His eyes lend on the floor where lied some bracelet kind of thing, he picked it up and recognised it, he saw this on her hand, he tried to called her but she never listened.
" irresponsible" he stated throwing the bracelet in his beg.
" idiot" she frowned.
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He is on his hotel room balcony thinking about the day, he knew he reacted wrong with the girl, the anger he had on his mom calling him for his brother party but it comes out on the wrong person. " she is something different, she is modern aur may be rich no she is rich, the clothes she wore was branded but what she is doing in the train" he thinks " she could easily afford" and he smiled " she has some story within herself"
"Zindagi me raste yuhi toh nh takrate, khuch toh khani humari bhi hogi, khuch toh kisse tumhare bhi hoge" he speaks with a smile looking at Moon.

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