Two months on...

Two months, my love,
Goodbyes can't be uttered,
Without tears streaming,
Jannah for us, Ya Rabb.

Fact and Fiction (1)

The day passenger train going south, pulled up at the Railway Station. Passengers, some with children, took their luggage and headed for the coach steps. Single filed, they went down. Some went straight into the arms of waiting family, while some walked towards the station’s doorway. A group of school boys, were busy getting down too.

Unknowingly, a pair of eyes was watching a young girl sitting in the coach. Standing on the platform, waiting for friends to come down, he could see that she was looking for her friends too. Friends who were boarding the train.

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Ipoh was not her destination.

‘What a relief, those boys are getting down here!’ muttered the girl to herself. They really know how to travel light. Not much luggage with them. And they were walking up and down the coach just now, as if it was their own train!

She looked up and saw her girlfriends coming towards her and motioned them to sit at seats in front and beside her. Yes, time for girl chat.

The station master blew his whistle. As the train was slowly pulling away from the station, she heard her name called….

# What will be the next sentence be???