The Boy Alone. By Dinesh K Kapila This refuses to go away from my mind. I thought perhaps writing it down would help me move on. Its nearly a month since we travelled on the Sapsan Train from Saint Petersburg to Moscow. The train (Sapsan – a Russian word - is a type of Falcon which flies the fastest) covers the distance of 700 kms in nearly four hours. We, my wife and I, were ushered in most politely though I was surprised that the luggage of all passengers was passed through the baggage check machines twice. As we settled down, we got chatting and watching the passengers coming in. This particular compartment had seats both ways, starting from each end, at the centre there was a common table with four seats around it, two seats on each side facing each other across the table. We were seated just on the row behind, on the opposite side and could see the table clearly. A young boy walked in, cap pulled tightly over his head, looking for his seat. He realised ...
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