The Hindu Line (standard:romance, 807 words)
Author: Liam Walker	Added: Aug 22 2005	Views/Reads: 3348/0	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
coming of age drama

The Hindu line 

By Liam Walker 

It was a pleasant and breezy start to the morning of November the 16th
and it was a Friday and the year was 1942. Raj Miah was just getting 
out of bed and not looking forward to leaving his fiancee behind and 
India Behind as he had a train to catch. 

The day had finally arrived, the day Raj had been dreading and his
fiance Rowena Baja had been dreading too as her husband to be was going 
away on a train on the Hindu line. All this may seem like just ordinary 
to you the reader but it wasn't to them as Raj was leaving to help 
fight the war in the desert and he knew and Rowena knew they would be 
separated for quite some time and they had never been sperate before 
since they started courting they were unseperable. 

They had just made love for the last time and it was secretly going
through both their minds but they couldn't admit it or accept it, or 
deny it even, that it could be the last time they ever made love again. 
They quickly erased that thought from their minds and got on with 
normal things like getting dressed and then eating breakfast. They both 
decided coffee would be the only thing on the menu that morning though 
as they were both feeling quite dark and somber as you can imagine on 
such a sad day. 

After coffee they talked for a long time and then they prepared
themselves for the journey to the train station and the train on the 
Hindu Line. When they got to the station the train was there waiting 
for them, they could see other couples who were in the same boat they 
found themselves in. The mood was dark and depressing but everyone knew 
these men had to go and fight to stop Germany winning the war. The 
whole of the platform was full of men and women who would soon be 
parted for quite some time, just how long nobody knew. 

The time was getting on it was 2 pm and the train left at 2.15 pm on its
long Journey to the desert to fight the war against Hitler and Rommel. 
Rowena and Raj held each other tight for the last time, tears were 
streaming down both their cheeks. They both wished this just wasn't 
happening to them and so did hundreds of others who were going to board 
this train and other trains on the Hindu Line. 

The clock struck 2.14 pm and the train guard shouted everyone ready to
board the Hindu Line Trains 2.15 pm through his megaphone. All the 
couples said their final emotional farewells, it was painful to watch 
as both men and women clearly were in mental despair and anguish at 
having to part in such a way. 

All these men were on their way to war and some were on there way to an
early grave. These were brave men and the women they had just left 
behind were brave and courageous too and these were the people that won 
the second world war. They were ordinary people not politicians and 
they all wanted one thing for themselves and their children and that 
was freedom. 

The train was going at great speed on the Hindu Line, it was packed and
congested with all the men on there way to war and there really was no 
room at all. Raj was thinking to himself that the train was alittle 
more overcrowded than normal and this worried him. He decided to just 
get on with things as this was the only way he had no choice in the 
matter. 

Throughout the journey his mind was thinking of Rowena the woman he
loved and cherished every day of his life, he could feel himself 
filling up. All of a sudden there was aloud bang and a scraping noise 
coming from the front of the train, Raj was in the middle of the train 
and he was knocked off his feet and went flying into the doors that 
sperate each carriage. 

The train had run off the rails this was a regular thing on the Hindu
line and out of two hundred men seventy had been injured and thirty 
four had lost their lives. Raj was one of the injured, thankfully he 
was not injured to badly he had just gained a limp when he walked. He 
was glad and relived to still be alive and it was a blessing in 
disguise really as he was to return home to his wife to be Rowena and 
not to the war which could have seen them parted forever more. 

The End. 

I Dedicate this story to my wife for her courage and bravery throughout
her life, She knows why. 


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