The Woman On Platform Number Ten
This post has been published by me as a part of the Blog-a-Ton 38 ; the thirty-eighth edition of the online marathon of Bloggers; where we decide and we write. To be part of the next edition, visit and start following Blog-a-Ton . The theme for the month is "The Woman on Platform Number 10" The Woman On Platform Number Ten Still I remember the day when, I met the woman on platform number 10. Few years back,in the month of July, I was at station waiting for my train, Going to meet a client which on me rely, It was twenty passed ten,when rain began, The place was silent except sound of thunders, Draped in white salwar-kameez with red border, Came she grabbing attention of me and few vendors, A mesmerising wet beauty of top order, She came and sit beside me on bench, Smiled,greeted and asked my name, Sweet voice,her style in my heart made a love trench, Sure was I that she was feeling the same, First time I don't blame railw...