Phantom impressions

Reeta S Mani


I almost missed the train. It jerked into motion just as I scrambled into the coach. I heaved a sigh of relief as I settled down in my seat, conscious of the disapproving gaze of my co-passengers. Blame it on the Bangalore traffic and my sprained ankle – I wanted to yell! But better sense prevailed and I reached for my bag to dig out a book.     

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