Pre-Script :
A post that i composed some years back with deep emotions within myself.
Read on ..and share your thoughts
Heavy metal sound was rattling all over the station.People rushing from everywhere.
They knew Nellai express would stop only for 5 mins in Tambaram station.
When the extreme machine left the station it was calm again.
Senthil sat on the wooden chair looking at his mathematics notebook.His eyes were reading the phrase.
"I want to live the rest of my life on your shoulders.Will you accept me"
Luv Gayathri.
He never even dreamt in life that a girl (that too Gayathri) will fall in luv with him.
She was the topper in their class in all aspects and she is one of the so called ultimate girls in the college.
Senthil is from a very small village deep down south and somehow made to get into this Engineering college.
His village has a small raliway station which acknowledges all the express trains and only two passenger trains stops there for few mins.His father is the Lines man for that station.
His job is to check the rail spikes and force rails back into place on steep turns, correcting the gradual shifting caused by the centripetal force of passing trains.He sprays ballast with weedkiller to prevent weeds growing through and disrupting the ballast. Over time, ballast is crushed by the weight of trains passing over it, and periodically it needs to be replaced. If this is not done, the tracks become uneven.
Senthil when he was a kid he used to walk with his father along the rusted steel rails.He likes to hop from the sleeper to sleeper.He would carry the hammer for his dad and he counts the sound when his father hammers the rail spikes. He was grown with the tracks and the train sound.
Every penny that has been sent to his studies was earned by his fathers hard work on these rails.Somehow they manage to send in money every month but it is only plies enough for his hostel and food.
He manages his tuition by his part time job.
The last MRTS train was ready to leave the station.Senthil rushed for it.
The train gained speed and Senthil was standing near the entrance of it and staring at the parrallel rail track.
Daily hundreds and thousands of people travel over these rails but no one knew it required so much maintance.They sleep happily in the place allocated to them.But Senthil knows it.He knows the pain it takes to maintain them.
He cannot let his fathers hardwork dissolve in thin air.
Suddenly he tore the sheet off from his notebook and let the wind to carry it.
MRTS stopped at Chromepet.He got down went straight in to the Worksman room changed his dress and took the hammer.Senthilworks part time as contract labour for the lines man at Chromepet station.
Today he not only hammered the rail spikes but his thoughts on Gayathri as well and he hammered hard.
A post that i composed some years back with deep emotions within myself.
Read on ..and share your thoughts
Heavy metal sound was rattling all over the station.People rushing from everywhere.
They knew Nellai express would stop only for 5 mins in Tambaram station.
When the extreme machine left the station it was calm again.
Senthil sat on the wooden chair looking at his mathematics notebook.His eyes were reading the phrase.
"I want to live the rest of my life on your shoulders.Will you accept me"
Luv Gayathri.
He never even dreamt in life that a girl (that too Gayathri) will fall in luv with him.
She was the topper in their class in all aspects and she is one of the so called ultimate girls in the college.
Senthil is from a very small village deep down south and somehow made to get into this Engineering college.
His village has a small raliway station which acknowledges all the express trains and only two passenger trains stops there for few mins.His father is the Lines man for that station.
His job is to check the rail spikes and force rails back into place on steep turns, correcting the gradual shifting caused by the centripetal force of passing trains.He sprays ballast with weedkiller to prevent weeds growing through and disrupting the ballast. Over time, ballast is crushed by the weight of trains passing over it, and periodically it needs to be replaced. If this is not done, the tracks become uneven.
Senthil when he was a kid he used to walk with his father along the rusted steel rails.He likes to hop from the sleeper to sleeper.He would carry the hammer for his dad and he counts the sound when his father hammers the rail spikes. He was grown with the tracks and the train sound.
Every penny that has been sent to his studies was earned by his fathers hard work on these rails.Somehow they manage to send in money every month but it is only plies enough for his hostel and food.
He manages his tuition by his part time job.
The last MRTS train was ready to leave the station.Senthil rushed for it.
The train gained speed and Senthil was standing near the entrance of it and staring at the parrallel rail track.
Daily hundreds and thousands of people travel over these rails but no one knew it required so much maintance.They sleep happily in the place allocated to them.But Senthil knows it.He knows the pain it takes to maintain them.
He cannot let his fathers hardwork dissolve in thin air.
Suddenly he tore the sheet off from his notebook and let the wind to carry it.
MRTS stopped at Chromepet.He got down went straight in to the Worksman room changed his dress and took the hammer.Senthilworks part time as contract labour for the lines man at Chromepet station.
Today he not only hammered the rail spikes but his thoughts on Gayathri as well and he hammered hard.
8 comments:
Mach..as usual nice narration da...loved the information u gave about line maintenance... I still remember the way the lines men used to work ...my school was very close to rail tracks... brought back those memories...
coming back to this post....I asked the Q why not Senthil accept the proposal? In reality, being a boy it is hard to just ignore and bury such request..isn't it?
:)
That was so sad....but I admire his guts to be practical and choose his head over and heart.... he choose moments of pain rather than a lifetime of pain for both.
good post daa.. I liked the end..
good one...such posts suits you more than the horror,thriller types:)me being a happy ending lover dint like the end though!!!why couldnt he accept Gayathri´s proposal?if he shared the same feeling for her too then I believe they could fight for their happy future together!
Anyways thats just my opinion...ThankGod opinions differ!!!
good read
Very practical ending...Good one...
Hi Logic,
Good to see you posting again!!!! Haven't read yours posts yet but will do.
I just saw your comments on my blog, nice to know that you cared to visit. Those were good old times! I feel like I should post again.
Hello Logic,
Hope you are doing well!! Haven seen your posts for long..
And "Have updated my blog spot after a long time..please drop by when u find time..
u were once follower of my blog" ;) ;)
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