The Trains Of Mumbai

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'Platform number ek se churchgate jaane wali dheemi local apne prasthaan ke liye taiyaar hain.'

The chappals sticky with mud did no help to Anjali to climb faster on those slippery steps.  The taunt of her mother sung like a curse in her head, baarish mein kaun chappal pehen ke ghumta hai? aaj girne hi wali ho dekh lena aur utho subah late.

She woke up late today and been in hurry she quickly slipped into her chappals, according to her logic they were quicker and easier to wear than those rainy sandal wear. Anjali's face grimaced when she thought of the number of scoldings she was going to get from her parents tonight for sure, she had this intuition that she was going to sprain her ankle till she reached home. It already happened low-key twice today being the clumsy girl she was.

Monsoons in Mumbai were quite famous, precisely for the beachy regions there. The seas, vast open sky, makai butta, butter channa masala chaat and masala kadak chai with the drizzles of the rain while listening to the soft melodious music. Aah, that's what kept her going through the harsh monsoon days.

She quickly closed her umbrella as she stepped on the platform, it was useless to use the umbrella when for sure it was going to break one of it's rib if kept open due to the crowd who kept on shoving each other while making their own way.

The rains of Mumbai were beautiful but the railway stations of Mumbai? Real Horror.

Chhuk chhuk chhuk

[ lmao ]

Oh shit! The train horn rang, she couldn't miss this train, it was the last one to her station.  Due to the heavy rain, the trains of Mumbai were on a mega block. At this moment she would’ve been home if only she had listen to her father's advice and obliged to take a leave.

Fuck it, she ran. Sprain an ankle or not, she had to catch the train.

The ladies compartment was far so when a hand lent towards her from the male compartment, shunning off the dramatic thoughts in her head she took the helping hand.

The latter's hand held her's tight to help her climb safely onto the train.

Tujhe dekha toh yeh jaana sanam, pyaar hota hai deewana sanam.

Some random dude in the compartment sang.