Ever so gently
Vacating the sky- shades of Indigo
Elastic horizon of the city and
Nameless birds flying back home
I ache for boundless sunsets and
Never-ending sombre nights
Goddess of leisure- consume me

My heart belongs to an absurd
Entity, a train, stopping at destinations every
Two minutes or so. Enduring this time at home,
Repeating station names to remember this city
Of forgotten maps. I ache for another ride.

Left corner- the train begins and ends here
A woman is undoing her crepe bandage from her arm
Dry hair loops crawling on the floor
I want to keep standing in this perfect AC
Escaping Delhi’s July sun, harsh on the neck. I want to
Stand against this cold glass separation reading a book
Comfort is rare. It is often found in the absence of men.
Obeserving constantly- I cannot stop looking at all these women’s
Mannerisms, their hair, their books, their bags and
Perfectly matching shoes against the grey floor
A mother interrupts this viewing with her anxiety for the
Rebellious toddler, running away at every chance.
Too many sets of earphones, tangled in conversations
My eyes keep wandering without a definite aim
Engaging with this wondrous feeling of being just okay,
Now, here, in this one speck of a moment...
Train halts- my station.