About The Train Journey Where I Found My Better Half. Poem by Lajpat Chawla

The train was crowded,
I traveled standing,
A girl in her teens
Attempting to get in,
Beat a hasty retreat
Her eyes looked weary,
Her hair long,
I jumped out
And pushed her in.
Soon around her,
I saw the crowd throng.
I whispered to her
To feign sick and fall.
So she did and
Was offered,
A berth by a boy tall.
As she told me later,
She was in hurry.
Her mom was sick,
And she was in worry.
Our hearts met
And the Cupid won.
We married,
She became my Hun.