The Metro
10.44 pm: It was the last blue line train and she hurriedly boarded it. Moments ago she was rushing out of the high-decibel party zone in the building abutting the B Metro Railway station. They had just celebrated the birthday of her best friend from college. Nikitha was alone, she was to travel to the far end of the city and was fortunate to be living close to the last Metro station on the route. Huffing and puffing after climbing almost a hundred steps, Nikitha barely got into the coach, when the doors closed. It was quite deserted, hardly about fifty people, mostly late returnees from work heading home after a tiring Monday. Most people were busy lost in their mobile phones, either listening to music with earphones plugged in, or just simply sifting through their smart phones. Nikitha sat alone at the far end of an empty row of seats and looked out of the window. The dark cloudy sky was constantly enlivened by constant flashes of lightning. A thunderstorm was brewing. As she gazed o...