18 Oct 2013

How it feels for a girl to be stranded at midnight in an Indian city

"We looked at each other. It was better to leave the the place before it got further late. We started walking back slowly not knowing where to go to board a bus. Just before getting down from the platform, we looked back for the last time. Hurrayyyyy! From the other end of the platform two people were coming walking. "So there should be a train. Or at least we could go and ask them," I almost jumped out of excitement. Life is like that. It plays its pranks when we are going through our worst times!"

An excerpt from a recent personal experience. Read more at
http://shilpaelizabethabraham.wordpress.com/2013/10/18/what-it-means-for-a-girl-to-be-stranded-at-midnight-in-an-indian-city/

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