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Train TicketI hold the old train ticket between my fingers. The paper is slightly worn, yellowing just a little , like something left too long in the past. But it doesn’t feel old. Not to me.I stare at it longer than I should.It feels like there’s a frozen wall around my heart ,like everything inside is locked behind ice. But I know it won’t last forever. I can already feel the cracks beginning to spread.It was the first time I had ever gone there.I stepped off the train, dressed in a long kurta .My eyes were hollow.My hair was wild and frizzy, untouched. I moved like a man without a soul, carried forward only by fate.I had always dreamed of coming to that place again and again. I had held onto those dreams so tightly.And I knew my friend had to be there.And he was.When I saw him, standing among the crowd, he looked just like me . He was quiet, empty, lost in thoughts too heavy to carry.We didn’t speak. We couldn’t.The silence between us said more than words ever could.We tried to find a taxi. It wasn’t easy.It took time to get there, as if the road itself didn’t want to help us.Then we saw him.I saw him.He was waiting. Smiling. Just like he always did.That smile… the same one that always made me fall in love with him again and again.I wanted to run to him, to wrap my arms around him, to feel him .but I couldn’t.When we reached home, Amma was already waiting.She opened the door and hugged me tightly.She didn’t say much. She did just a soft whisper in my ear:“I know you, duwa.”And with those words, the heaviness in my chest loosened . just a little.Then I saw him again.This time, he was wearing my favorite shirt , the one I once told him looked best on him.My heart couldn’t hold back anymore.I walked straight into him and hugged him.Tightly.So tightly.Rach’sWriting
Live with kindness and love, and they’ll find their way back to you in the most unexpected ways.Sitting alone on this chilly evening, looking at the green mountains, I feel deeply grateful for everyone who has wished me well and shown me kindness and love. After so many years of life, I’ve learned that expecting from others often leads to disappointment, but being grateful for what is given is what truly matters.🤍#Rach
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