Life near the railway tracks.
Trains come from infinite & go to infinite.
But she stays there near the railway tracks & sees the trains with curiosity.
Now she become young & waits the train one by one.
Train comes & goes continuously.
Now she is waiting for death.
Why?
Because she is trapped by disease & old age
No body is caring her.
She is unfortunate & hopeless.
It is a life near the railway tracks or in slums.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem