The Station

Through the green fields it rushed,
making a hooting sound,
then it slowed down to a halt,
and I looked around.

It was dark & I couldn't see,
& I asked the man sitting besides me,
'which station is it?'
'Its dheeri' he replied with a smile.

My heart pounded and I smiled,
as I knew someone from this place.
That name brought some memories alive,
that dear one whom I loved,
her face and those glittering eyes.

Feeling restless I looked around,
to find that familiar face,
in a hope that it might be waiting for me,
but it was foolish of me to look like that,
I smiled again and snap!!!,
I was crying within for the one I lost,
realizing that it was my fault,
to let her go.

And then the train moved on blowing a whistle,
and I came to my senses
as I was moving on with it!