<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451673" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Reminscing on a Train Ride</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The memories<br>Of the quaint retreat<br>Nestled in the hills, </div><div style="margin:10px 0">After our wedding.<br>Bemused<br>I reflect, <br>How twenty years<br>Have fled.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Seated next, <br>A newly wed<br>Hand in hand<br>Slept, <br>Bride bedecked.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her head<br>Slowly slipped <br>To rest <br>On her husband’s chest.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">A half smile <br>On her lips.<br>Like us <br>On their way <br>To the hills.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The train <br>Picked up speed<br>To take <br>Us to our destination: <br>Kalka station.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Is theirs <br>An arranged <br>Marriage? </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Perhaps like us, <br>They are <br>Getting away<br>To get better <br>Acquainted, <br>In privacy<br>Away<br>From<br>Intruding relatives</div><div style="margin:10px 0">With light banter<br>Holding hands, <br>Together we glance<br>At our unaware<br>Co passengers.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I know, <br>He knows <br>What I am thinking.<br>He holds my hand<br>And caresses <br>Me with his eyes, <br>Moist with <br>Tenderness.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Mamta+Agarwal">Mamta Agarwal</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=451673" data-title="Reminscing on a Train Ride de Mamta Agarwal" data-description="The memories Of the quaint retreat Nestled in the hills, After our wedding. Bemused I reflect, How twenty years Have fled. Seated next, A newly wed Hand in hand Slept, Bride bedecked. Her head Slowly slipped To rest On her husband’s che..."></div> </div> </div>

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