There passes a train route by our nearest market, connecting two districts' headquarters. We are in the other side. So, we have to cross it whenever going to market or elsewhere, like Arrah or Patna. Since last 4 years, an Underpass is used to cross it. Now, we don't have to wait for the train to pass, if there is any nearby, before crossing.
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| View from village side |
There is a weekly train on this route. It's an express train. Sometimes when I come across that Express Train, it is beautiful to see it passing. Just because it is not a regular train, I take it as symbol of good luck when I catch a glimpse of her. Would it be a regular train, it would not have been so exciting for me to see it passing.
Despite having so much interest in this, I'm not totally invested into it. I don't wait for the train to pass and have a complete view from engine to last coach. Also if engine is already un-spottable, I don't wait to see the rest of the train to pass completely. I just look up for a second and then towards to road and keep going. Only a glance of the train is enough to make my day.
The train is weekly. So there are very less possibility to come across the train on every running day. Because it could be late when I'm on time, or on time, when I'm late. But, I don't track the train on its running day. I don't check whether the train is running or not, late or not. I don't set my schedule and don't make my visits accordingly. Even I neither remember its running day nor time. I don't even try to or want to know its schedule.
Since the train is weekly, and I don't remember its running days, sometimes when I come across other trains, I look up for a second to recognise the train and then continue to my path. I don't brake my bike and stop to see the train passing, be it the same Express Train or other local trains. So, when you notice me and try to compare how I react when coming across trains on this route, you would hardly find a difference. Because it's inside, not outside.
Now I don't have to say that there is not regret in me to miss the view. I don't mind if I missed it, even for seconds. If I hear its honking, I don't speed up my bike. It is always as it is. This is the rarest type of excitement you would see.
Sometimes, the gap between the two meet ups is months long. Yet, it doesn't come into my mind, when crossing through the underpass, why the train is not running. I know the train and I can recognise it very often. But the train doesn't know me and can't recognise me.
One thing that differs the train from my crush is- it's not changing day by day. I can still recognise the train when I see it after 10-15 years. But I'm not sure about crush. She may acquire more glorious look or a healthy face, or maybe wrinkles, or thin, pimples or make-up side effects or anything else that makes it challenging to recognise a person you have seen 10-15 years ago.
If anyone talks about passenger count, there's a rugged slipper on my shoe rack.
The above note is just a comparison between a train and crush of the orator, and translated exactly as orated to the admin of this blog.
