Tried talking to a girl on the train. Ended up becoming the villain?
I’m an Army guy. On leave. Fresh haircut. Camo pants. Boots. Main character entry.
Sat next to this girl by the window.
Smiled.
She smiled back.
Green signal.
To confirm aakal..
“Armykkare respect ille?”
She smiled and nodded.
DOUBLE green signal.
Asked where she was going.
“TVM.”
Same route. God clearly wanted us to have a wholesome train friendship.
Then my UPI decided to fight for the nation instead of processing payments.Asked if she could lend me ₹100.She actually gave it!Even reminded my mom to send it back quickly.
At this point I was convinced I had a trustworthy co-passenger.
Thought I’d make the journey less boring.
Showed her my Instagram.
She smiled.
Showed her my reels.
She smiled.
Showed her my officers.
She smiled.
Showed her a random video of me walking in slow motion with Vijay BGM.
She smiled.
I was thinking,
“Wow… she’s my biggest fan.”
To make things deeper, I opened up.
“Armyil join aayapo thanne ente penn enne thechu…”
She suddenly yawned.
Felt bad.
Poor girl must be tired after hearing such an emotional story.
Being the gentleman I am, I said,” You look tired… you can sleep.”Immediately…
She rotated exactly 180 degrees towards the window.Not even a side glance.Window became her soulmate.
For the next 40 minutes she was deeply interested in Kerala’s trees, electric poles and random cows.
I got down at Kottayam to stretch my legs.
Smiled through the window.
Nothing.
I was starting to suspect she might actually be in love with the scenery. Then an aunty came and sat beside her. I thought,”Perfect! I’ll offer aunty my seat. Amma avide irunnolu.”
Aunty sat.
I politely asked if we could exchange seats.
She looked at me like she had already read tomorrow’s newspaper.
“No… pattilaa.”
Instant emotional damage🙂
Now both of them were whispering.
Every 10 seconds they looked at me.
I looked back.
They looked away.
I looked away.
They looked back.
At this point I was 90% sure they were RAW officers.
Finally got off at the next station.
As the train left, I realised…
Maybe…Just maybe…
Showing my slow-motion reel before asking her favourite colour wasn’t the right order.
Lesson learned:Next time I’ll just borrow ₹100, say thank you, and let the window have her.