JAB WE METro
The day I met her was just like another sunday for me in the town I was hating as well as living in. Entering into the metro station slapped me with the same mediocre faces on the momos' stalls, but to cope with the heat in the city, I planned to travel in the metro. Within billions of nanoseconds, i was on the platform. I t ook out the water bottle from my bag but before I could start drinking, the train arrived. Due to the sunday jinx, very few people were inside as well as outside the train. Overthinking was about to hit me but just before the gates could close, I boarded into the train. Metro on sunday is a dream! I was not getting crushed by heavy feet anymore, neither the bag was getting pulled away nor I had to smell stinky aunties. Yes, aunties stink the most. Oh! Thank God, it was sunday. Really! The train was moving like a balloon flying with sparkled rice kept inside it. Of course, helium would be there too. I preffered to remain standing. Not really. But y