First Class Loneliness

I was traveling to CST by train one day and I saw this beautiful scene. My hand automatically went towards the camera to take capture this moment. It’s a moment of irony, loneliness, pain, madness and so many other emotions that no one, other than the man himself, knows about.

I don’t know what happened to him but I could see something going around—that I can’t describe. There was an emptiness in one of the busiest railway stations in the world. There was no one; just him, me, loneliness and the first-class compartment.

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