I was on my way to the office sitting on the train platform. I hate how the trains never come on time, today out of all days. I had a life-changing presentation. Today the investors will decide whether they want to invest in my project. The uncertainty of it always leaves me scared. It was 8:15 in the morning, and everyone around me was dressed up in office formals trying to reach their office on time. But the summer heat is forcing everyone to take off their suits.
After enduring a brief wait, I heard a whistle and felt the ground tremble beneath me. The approaching train cast a dark cloud of smoke into the air with its steam engine roaring. As the train neared the station, people began to gather their belongings, racing to secure the best spot. Nobody wanted to stand during their exhausting commute to the office, especially before the day had even begun.
The train only paused for a fleeting moment, forcing passengers to hurry aboard and secure a spot. When I just got on the train, I heard a man shouting, “Please help me with my luggage or I will miss the train.” He had 4-5 bags, struggling with them, and was loading one of the entrances with his luggage when the train whistle blew; it only meant one thing, the train was about to move. I saw a glimmer of fright in his eyes and shouted back to hold my hand. Together, we leaped from the platform, landing amidst the pile of bags.
It wasn’t until I saw him up close that I noticed his striking handsomeness. Light freckles adorned his nose, perfectly placed as if nature itself had positioned them. His curly hair possessed golden highlights, some strands gleaming under the sunlight. His locks fell gracefully onto his eyes, which captivated me like the shimmering winter moon. I must have been lost in my gaze, for I faintly heard him speak, but my attention remained solely fixated on him. As I regained my senses, I realized he was expressing gratitude. He explained that he was leaving town for work, hence the excessive luggage. Curious, he inquired about my destination and my name. “Office,” I replied, “Karla.” He introduced himself as Josh. Only two words escaped my lips, leaving me dumbfounded.
Never before had someone left me so astonished. I had often rendered others speechless, but this was an entirely new experience. It was then I realized that my station was about to come. I wanted to miss this day in the office to talk to this man, but I had my presentation. Without further delay, I hurriedly exited the train and bid him farewell, simultaneously hoping it wouldn’t be our last encounter.
To be continued..
The imagery in the story is very clear especially when the author described the chaotic and rushed train scene and the encounter with the man who has four- five luggage , his handsome appearance and his curly hair in the sun . the story felt as if it was written for someone who captured all our attention for a certain amount of time yet someone who will also pass by quickly but won’t be forgotten because of their looks or their energy . it was a cute story that would swoon all teenagers wishing they would also encounter something like this . i look forward to what will happen next , will they meet each other again or not and also if the author’s presentation will go well or not .
This is basically a short story which will remain in the heart of readers, at the very starting of the story, author is describing the whole muddled scene of the platform which is somewhere building up hassle to get on the seats.The summer is distressing to everyone especially to the author.But the story took the U-turn when a passenger, from nowhere starts creating fuss as he has a lot of luggage, till this situation nothing was new or different but this passenger grabs the whole attention of author by his looks. As mentioned earlier that summer was draining and the passenger’s look was like winter’s sun, his blond hairs makes him look like the sun but not that one to which the author was distress .Author got fascinated by his and got stuck into him.They,of course did some chit chat but that was not enough.Author’s station was near but there was that much essence of attraction in the air which made author for the second thought about to the idea of going office.This story could be called as tea time story but in the short time only, it connects the reader to the author.Let’s see,is there any another stations waiting for them to meet or it was just a co-incidence.