As I rode into Rapid metro of Gurugram around 8:30am in this morning from Sikanderpur. I saw young couple in their early twenties, hand in hand standing near Gate. Pressing their bodies toward each other, hugging, kissing on forehead, trying to please each other. Girl with beautiful brown eyes and lovely red lips calling him “JAANU” VERY OFTEN. And boy was replying her using “JAAN” in the starting of every sentence. They both have created lovely kind of aroma in the metro. Everyone was looking at them, some were gracefully and some were feeling embarrassing, and some were laughing on them. But that couple hardly cared about them. They were in their own world. Loving each other.
When I was looking at them, I also went into my past memories, some beautiful moments passed by my heart and I smiled while I was enjoying remembering those lovely moments of my life.
Suddenly I realized that my metro station was about to come, so I was getting prepared for my arrival and finally I glanced one last look on that couple but I found something happened in between them. Now girl was standing near him but not hand in hand, maintain quite distance. I could have seen some anger on her face (though she was looking beautiful with angry face), boy was approaching her but she was not in mood of replying. And after some desperate try eventually boy got irritated and he also said some bad to the girl with angry face and turned to another side, now they are standing back to back but still pressing their bodies toward each other. I did feel bad for them but I wanted to give them some advice but couldn’t done it. And Just a moment before when I was going to alight. They have started fighting like I couldn’t have imagined. Abusing each other, asking each other to return their gifts, money, etc. I have missed my station. I thought let’s calm them but I couldn’t afford to ask them because they were going below level. And then I thought of leaving them as they were. And I did alight at next station took next metro back to my station and all the way back I was thinking that this has become a game of chances and convenience now. I was smiling but couldn’t decide at whom.
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