Longing for his arrival
at the earliest
she sat on a concrete
chair in the railway
platform impatiently
listening to the announcement of
trains arriving and departing
for the convenience of
passengers and their relatives.
With each passing moment
with her heart pounding
like a temple drum beating
she awaited.
After waiting for almost two hours
she lost her patience
hopes and expectations dashed.
With the evening turning
into a golden sun
with the darkness slowly descending
she woke up from the
concrete chair
and walked down to
the bus station a few metres away
pondering deeply about
what went wrong with him
who was otherwise second
to none in keeping his promises.
In the thick darkness
the bus halted at the bus-stop,
she stepped down in her village again.
With her heart pounding
like a temple drum beating
running and walking
at last she reached her house
unlocked the door
locked it from behind,
switched on the light and fan
and slumped into her bed in despair.
As she lay thinking about him
with sleep evading her
the door-bell rang.
On hearing it
she jumped up from the bed
hurried to the door in delight
her heart pounding
like a temple-drum
her eyes getting wider
hopes and expectations soaring
even without looking thru
the key hole
she opened the door.
With shock running down her spine
with fear conquering her
the tall, dark, sturdy man
thrust his sharp needle eyes
straight into her eyes
unable to stand his sharp look
she fainted…
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