The Station Turns

An almost solitary station, two or three stray dogs coil to get sudden peeping ray of the sun. A tramp staring with blank eyes at us. we are awaiting a train to take us away to our destination. A beggar with a baby of around two months is also there. The mother is caressing her child, when she needs care as she herself is about twelve year's old. 'Where's your husband' ask I. No answer comes, only some gibberish utters she. She is dumb. She signals, I come to know, she is not married. And.................. The station turns more and more solitary.