The girl keeps running towards a very crowded station with a green umbrella that is broken at one end. Partly drenched, partly curious she looks forward to the sight she is about to see.
She has travelled a journey of forty-five minutes to meet someone. She doesn't bother about the rain, the sun or the people around. Her eyes dance with impatience, excitement and anticipation. If you were there--at that crowded station--she would be a very amusing sight. Fumbling with her umbrella, looking in all directions, gaping at trains and trying very hard to spot him. She would stare at random men with luggage and wonder.
She thinks about the coffees and the walks waiting for her in the day. She would max out every moment. Who knows where life will take her after this. How she wants to capture moments! She thinks of how days will pass in a whiff and how she will come back to this crowded station with tears in her eyes.
She would in her quiet moments relive the entire day and rethink every line in the night. Every cupcake, every coffee, every silent moment would remind her of him. But now? Now the moment is hers and hers alone. The next few days will belong to her. The endless smiling, the daily parting, the momentary goodbyes, the incessant bargaining and the feeling of home.
Then, she is brought to reality by the smile that can light a thousand dark days.
In that crowd, two people huddle together under a broken umbrella to build their share of special memories.