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The train incident
“As we rush as we rush in the train,
The trees and the houses go wheeling back,
But the starry heavens above the plain
Come flying on our track”
These lines held my thoughts when I was on my way to Kashmir by Jammu Tavi from Delhi. What a pleasant weather it was, not only outside the windows but inside the train as well.
Children were brimming with life and laughter, as the joyous morning, inviting others to join. On my way I saw beautiful mountains covered with the blanket of pure white cotton.., flowering mustard field, pale..pale like melting gold, as if swept across miles making river a yellow light. It was an overnight wend. All the beautiful stars of sky, forests of night, warms and flies became the companion of our flight. The earth was slipping from our feet. The sky started removing its dark star studded blanket and took us to the sparkling silver sunshine.
But God had made everything for a short span of time. Everything changed as we heard the sound of bullet. Everybody became silent as if someone had died. Suddenly, a few men clad in black entered the compartment. They had been in the train from the beginning of the journey, but no one knew about them. This morning they attacked quickly and unexpectedly. They possessed arms and armaments. Everybody in the train started shouting. The long beard terrorist shot with his gun in the air. Everything went silent but this silence again got interrupted by the shuddering cry of women and children. They ordered us to surrender all our jewelries and cash. A young man denied of doing so. The reward of denying was a bullet. He was SHOT DEAD. His father and elder brother could not endure this. They attacked on that man violently and doggedly. On seeing them, other people came into aggression. They became hostile, unprovoked and forceful like a mad torrent trying to swap everyone in its way. Seeing such a crowed coming towards them to kill them, they ran helter-skelter in terror. Someone had already phoned the police and I had pulled the chain. The train stopped, police came and they returned all the jewelry and money they had looted. Everyone embraced each other with fear and trembling in their hearts. We all were happy because everything became all right but sad because of the death of the young man.
We were in the situation of a father whose daughter is getting married. The father is happy because he feels his daughter is now settling in her life but at the same time he feels sad for he will get far from her. We all consoled the family of that man.
Finally we reached the HEAVEN OF EARTH, The exotic Kashmir. Everybody was trying to forget the train incident as if it was a nightmare but I drew this dream in my diary....!!!
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