Conversation across Metro Tack - Spring 2009

Yesterday was a really pleasant day for me. Me and two of my friends decide to have morning walk at India Gate. Though we made plan to meet up at 7.30 am, we were only able to catch up at 9.300 am, but still it was really one of the finest Saturday morning for me. After having stroll at India gate with lots of jumping and dancing we headed towards CP and form there boarding a metro we headed to Rajori. Finishing our business there we headed back to Delhi Metro to ferry us top our destinations. ( p.s. I am cutting it short here as my subject would then be left far away.) So finally at 2.00pm we were parting, and two us were going toward CP and one of my friend was going towards Dwarka. We parted wising each other good bye though we are going to meet again on Monday and other days ahead. And as Me and Pooh climbed up the stairs I saw her waving to us. D was on other side of the track, and we started with our sign language as it is pretty hard to make yourself audible across the track. After few quick signals we realized that people are staring us but still with our unabashed spirit we continued. Alas this was to stay for just two minutes as D’s metro arrived and she left.
After she left we both were now involved in each others talk and just then I noticed a guy across the track having similar conversation with a girl aside me. And I tell you I was as much enthusiastic and involved in that conversation as we were with D. I was not just a spectator, I was a part of it, similar to those dozen of people who were staring us but actually were part of our conversation.
Across the track not only we were conversing but the platforms’ were also alive with that talk. Some people enjoying it and others irritated with it but yes they were not invisible they were part of our story.
Bye D