Bidisha

‘This way...here, come hold my hand’, Bidisha led her father through the little passage. The coolie who was carrying their luggage almost cat walked past the haggling people at the first coupe. Bidisha disliked the idea of travelling by train. But her father was insistent. And Bidisha tried her best to not dismay her father in any way. Trains reminded Bidisha of happier days. There was a time when her little family would wait for years to take those little vacations by train. But that was a long time in the past. Happiness was continents away from her now. As...