Poems by
Moumita Das

A Train Journey

a poem by Moumita Das

Sitting in the train.I was watching the world go by,
I wondered if I was a part of the real people or an illusion…
The complacent landscape, as it was, enhanced the beauty of my vision…
The farmers, the shepherds, the cows, the bull, magnified the perspective of the scenery…
I identified myself with the palpable delight of the greenery.

A neighbour in the train asked:”Excuse me! Do you belong to a pastoral environment?”
I replied: “My life revolves around the pastoral firmament.”
He asked: “Could you please speak something on rural living?”
I said: “Oh! Ya Sure, I owe my life to this kind of upbringing.”
He got his answer, said “In that case, I’m your neighbour too, in real sense.”

As the train halted at several stations, I contemplated,
“My life has had several halts which have been engraved in my soul.”
On the spur of the moment, a PAN-WALA was hawking around saying
“Please purchase, one, two, or whole.”
Getting emotional, I purchased one from him…
His countenance overwhelmed with joy which was so dim…

The train slackened its speed and I got depressed,
The anxiety I had of reaching my destination got suppressed,
Getting back to my world, I fantacised about my life…
Consecutively, I located an old man conversing whimsically with his wife.

Next day dawn brought a new message for me…
“Move ahead as far as you can”.
My destination arrived and as I stepped down…
I saw my future which remarked: “Only move ahead when you have accurately planned.”