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Sunday, October 19, 2003
Sat'day Evening 7:45 The train chugs out of the Central station with a heavy heart rather labouriously. Before getting to his seat, he made sure who his co-travellers are going to be from the list pasted against the bogey. So the disappointment didn't come as a shocker when he was greeted by an all-male coupe. Never mind, it's not the first time and it can only get better from here. He glanced around the place and his sight spilled over onto the adjoining coupe and suddenly his eyes lit up. That's definitely a girl, who also happens to be in her twenties and more importantly looks not very ugly. The journey can't be so bad from here. The train also, as if in response to his blithe thoughts, picked up speed and let out a wild siren full of excitement and energy. After a while, by which time the passengers have made themselves comfortable and spread themselves in their seats, he turned around quite non-chalantly and stole a glance at the girl. But before he could turn around their eyes met and owing to the dimness of the light he couldn't be certain as to her reaction.
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