Once upon a time in Delhi metro!

After a long and tiring day, I was on my way back home. The metro was crowded yet the three little kids could manage ample space to play, have fun and show love and affection to each other even in the suffocating claustrophobic metro train.

The eldest was a boy around 10 years old. He had those induced leadership qualities to get conformation from his mother.

The second child was a girl, 8 year old, she was an inborn child, and she was creative on her own playing with anything at all that could probably be used for playing.

The third one was a girl around 5 years old. She was the apple of everyone’s eyes. Both the elder brother and sister were very caring and loving towards her.

The trio were happy in their own world.  Their mother was standing during the journey, somehow standing in pain to provide comfort to her children. Somehow she could manage to arrange only one seat for three of them to sit. But, the eldest one was the most caring and loving towards his younger siblings, he made them sit on his lap. One leg with 20kg and one leg with 35kg girl. The boy was probably 40kg!

All of the sudden the youngest one got up from his lap and started playing and dancing with the pole in the metro compartment. The boy himself missing all the fun under the shadow of being the eldest one, said very sweetly, “sit, don’t play, you will get vertigos like this.. Sit you might fall.. Be careful..”, he was very protective, but the little girl could not miss the fun, she ignored whatever he was saying and smiled and continued playing and running around the pole.  

The little girl pulled the elder girl to join her in the game, but the elder girl could not stay away from the love and words of the elder brother…! So she went back and sat on his lap.

The little girl continued her play, clanged to her mother, hugged her, hugged her brother and sister, and kept dancing here and there in the train.

The most beautiful scene was then, when she very beautifully hugged her brother and sister at the same time and kissed them one by one. The elder gave her the same. Three of them held each other like that for several seconds. I was mesmerized by the incredibly beautiful and adorable scene until the lady sitting next to me, 50 year old elegant lady said to me, “bhai behen mein kitna pyaar hota hai chote hote hu” (siblings love each other so badly in younger age). I was still looking at the children and without paying attention to lady, unconsciously I repeated what she said, “chote hote hue” (in younger age!). the lady said, ”bade ho ke pata nahi kya ho jata hai sabko” (don’t know what happens to them when they grow up). I looked at with black face when I was shocked to what I just heard from her. kept looking at the floor and thinking what she said till announcement in metro said,” Next station is G.T.B nagar”, and I DE-boarded the train.