A fellow Traveller By -A.G.Gardiner
A fellow-Traveller (सह-यात्री)Written by -A.G.Gardiner I do not know which of us got into the carriage (गाड़ी/वाहन) first. Indeed I did not know he was in the carriage at all for some time. It was the last train from London to a Midland town- a stopping (पैसेंजर) train, an infinitely (मुख्य रूप से) leisurely( धीमी) train one of those trains which give you an understanding of eternity (अनन्तता). It was tolerably (खचा-खच) full when it started, but as we stopped at the suburban (उप-नगरीय) stations the travellers alighted (उतरे) in ones and twos, and by the time we had left the outer ring (बाहरी परिधि) of London behind. I was alone- or rather, I thought I was alone. There is…