Train story

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 The day starts with a train ride. It's quite empty as I walk towards the station. My brain recalls all those movie scenes where you encounter criminals in an empty train station. I have to remind my brain to stop thinking in such dramatic fashion. 


There are two passengers waiting on the train. One a tall lean guy- kind of present there but mentally in another world. Does not move much as well. . Was breathing though. 


I had to turn around to see someone singing in a a language not known to me but yet so beautiful.  A song of pure joy. I smile to myself . Its going to be a good day today 😌. 

   Packed lunch is always a good idea, and if its halal  even better

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