The Railway Station (Sunday Photo Fiction)

Sunday Photo fiction

The elderly gentleman looked about him with great satisfaction. The railway station of his small town looked so beautiful. It had been fading away for years.

He remembered those days, more than thirty years ago, when life in their small place had changed forever. R K Narayan’s Malgudi Days was being made into a serial by a famous director. The book had been published in the early 1940s. Their town had been selected and transformed into that famous fictional locale. He and many others had been asked to play small roles and they had accepted without hesitation. He was a teacher and had played the part of a teacher in the serial too. They had all lived in a different world. The serial had been loved and was still appreciated. The shooting was completed and life returned to what it had been earlier. But something had changed.

Now, The Indian Railways had decided to honour the director who had made their station immortal, by naming it Malgudi. Everyone was happy. He had always dreamt of Malgudi Days becoming a part of their lives again, in some way. He was happy to see his dream become a reality.
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( Photo credit : C E Ayr)

The Railway Station (Sunday Photo Fiction)

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By Lakshmi Bhat

I am a person who believes there is not enough darkness in the world to extinguish the light of a small candle. We live in a small place in South India. I love reading, blogging, stitching, traveling, photography, listening to people and many other things which make life so very nice and interesting. Blogging is a fun experience, it has brought me into contact with people in different parts of the world and it is good to read about their everyday life. In spite of the differences there is a sameness which is fascinating. I have learnt and am learning something everyday. I have learnt to write haikus. I enjoy combining the thought and the number of syllables. I have always read books and I was happy to write short fiction. I had thought I would not be able to do so. Stream of Consciousness and photo challenges are fun too. Yes, there is so much in life that is sad and that hurts us. Many a time I wonder why life is so unfair to so many. We all have problems in life but the problems of many seems unbearable. This makes me feel so helpless. It is not possible to help everyone but we can do our bit, we can do something to help some in whatever way we can. I go to the Home for the Mentally challenged in our campus twice a week. I have been going there since 2011. The members are an important part of my life. The Covid has made it difficult for me to go there regularly. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made life so much more richer.

3 comments

  1. Our town lost railway connectivity thanks to the backwaters of the dam nearby. It must’ve looked a lot like the picture you have shared.

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