I’d just sat for class five final examination and I was going to Khulna with my family members-mother and two more brothers. My father was transferred to Khulna few months back. We were on a mail train and it took five hours to reach Khulna from Ishwardi. The train was packed with passengers. It was evening when we reached Jessore station. All of a sudden my eyes fall on a girl in the compartment who looked same age.
She was looking from the window of the train. The outside of the train is dark and on a regular interval the light was seen from distant. Some hair of the girl were flying in the breeze. I thought I should talk to her. Then I retreat thinking that she might have take objection. I stand up and walk a few steps in front of her and I came back and sat on my sit again. I could not utter a single word.
She is intelligent enough to understand that I wanted to talk to her but I couldn’t.
“What is your name?”, she asked.
“I am Mithu”, I told her