I felt as if she ever tries to eat me up it would be possible in just a bite.
She again spoke ‘May I know your good name please.’
I hesitated a bit. But something in that question pushed me forward.
‘Alex’ I said in a soft voice and then I quickly added ‘What is yours?’
‘Well it’s Messify Graham’ she said in a rather bold voice that the other too families that were seated in the compartment became attentive.
Then they soon lost their interest and carried on their activities.
‘Ok so it’s Mrs. Graham for me I suppose?’
‘No you can call me Messi’
‘Messi? Is it a sort of pet name?’
‘Pet name?’ she said ‘actually my dear friends call me by that………..yes you can call it a pet name or so.’
‘Ok’………the ‘Dear friends’ line made comfortable and then I offered her chocolate nuts that I was eating. She denied.
I urged her to take some.
‘I have allergy with chocolates.’
This line made her very unfortunate in my eyes.
‘How can someone have allergy with chocolates?’ I thought in my mind.
I think she happened to read my mind.
‘Blisters come in my mouth.’ She cleared.
‘Oh …….ok, I can understand.’ I said but frankly it was going all over my head.
She offered me some banana chips that she just took out of her old leather bag.
I took some. ’Thank you’.
‘Are they tasty’ she asked with a questioning expression.
‘Yup they are delicious’ I replied with a promising smile.
After eating my Choco nuts I kept the half empty packet inside my suitcase. I took out a brown teddy from it that was as big as my face and then I close the zip. I caught the teddy bear around my arms as tightly as I could.
‘Good afternoon’ I said.
‘Good afternoon and sleep well’ she replied.
I always had slept with the teddy close to my chest and to my eyes; it was no kid dish thing. I closed my eyes and I think she made herself busy reading a novel.
‘Mystery novels! I hate them. How can no one get bored reading such pathetically broad book? Moreover, how can any one finish it in a few days or so? Romantic are ok I mean I read them.’ I thought.
Then I dragged my mind from her book to my sleep.
I slept.
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‘Weeeee whe weeeeeeeeee’ the whistle blew. It made me open my eyes in a frightening manner. As soon as I was, awake as per the orders of dad I checked my luggage.
‘One pink purse ok… Brown air bag and a suitcase. Ok everything’s fine here.’
I looked around the compartment. All new faces. The women Mrs. Graham who sat before me was also missing. Instead of her a thin looking man who was continuously talking on his cell, sat.
‘Excuse me may I know the time.’ I asked a small boy sitting beside me.
‘Its four’ he replied in a lazy voice and continued with his video games.
‘Four!’ I exclaimed. ‘I…I…slept for three hours. However, oh, God here is no mummy to scold me let’s sleep more and imagine about Boston a place I’ve never visited.’
I continued to sleep. However, this time it was impossible as the man right in front of me was continuously chatting on his phone.
‘Yes Sir……….I am just on my way to Boston…I’ll be reaching there by six.
I guess saying this he looked towards me asking time in his rather ridiculous hand movements.
‘It’s four’ I quickly replied.
He saw my hands empty of a watch and then made a weird expression with his eyebrow.
I turned away from him.
An hour passed or so. I could not sleep; actually, he did not let me sleep with his calls. I was about to tell him to stop talking for a while but as I leaned towards him………………..
‘Tring Tring’ the bell on his phone rang.
‘Oh God what a talkative fellow! I have seen women chatting but this one is a male chatterbox.’
As I thought this the confidence in his voice made it clear that he was talking to one of his family members.
‘Ya I am just reaching dear. Boston is just half an hour away. Hahaha.’
This line made me attentive.
‘Half an hour….I mean thirty minutes or should I say eighteen hundred seconds’ every word that I thought made me comfortable. I started thinking about Boston its scenery, its weather, its people and everything.
‘Oh god I would see my Grandpa after five long years.’ This feeling was so special. I quickly gathered my luggage together and put my teddy back in my suitcase. I combed my hair to look civilized I sat properly in a dignified manner and waited for Boston to come.
