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Every morning a quaint ritual is played out in my compartment. Two senior citizens board the train at the starting point and sit facing one another. Just before the train starts, one of them switches on his cellphone’s music player and hands it over to his friend.
The latter then closes his eyes and sings in his croaky voice the mournful songs being played at full volume:
Teri duniya mein dil lagta nahin…”
Dukhi man mere sun mera kehna…”
Aaj purani raahon se koi mujhe aawaj na de…”
Then at the fourth station, he switches off the music and hands back the phone to his friend who gets off the train.


Written by Raju Bist

May 16, 2010 at 12:40 pm

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