Is this train coming towards me or going away from me....??? Standing on a bridge, I had taken this picture, sometime in the past. I was so much absorbed in it then...There was so much mystery and magic in that moment of the early morning. I was standing on that bridge and looking at the moving train with sun rising from behind it. I was still and the train was moving...There was such warmth in that morning sun...such beauty in the morning sky ~ painted with the purity and freshness of blue and pink... there was this humming sound of the train in the air...rhythmic and hypnotic......Today~ the sun has set, the bridge is lost and the train has gone...but that rhythm is still echoing in my head....That warmth of the sun still pours starlight into my eyes...why can i not shut my ears to that rhythm...why cant I not remove that light from my eyes.....???
That bridge ~that missing link between my past and my now... The point in space where I had forgotten which side I was coming from and didnt care about which side where I was going...I was just standing on that bridge, without a care in the world. That bridge where I had stood is witness to all those moments in which I lived a hundred lives...of my "then" which my "now" can never have...
Looking at that picture now , I cant remember what was happening then....Was the train coming towards me or going away from me...? But why am I so bothered about it..? Why cant I just let it be...? Why is it so important to me....?
Whatever was happening then ~ right now all I have this picture, where the train is standing still....The time that was, has frozen...become cold....The moment is captured and dead... but yes, its ghost remains ~ To haunt me forever ~ If only I can know for sure ~ Was the train coming towards me or going away from me..???