I reach the platform as the train starts to leaves. Moving closer to one of the kiosks on the platform I am welcomed by loud shouts.
“Ladki ke saath bathemezi karta hai, Sharam nahi aati ?” said a man in white kurta. [Translation: Don't you have any shame - harassing a woman like that ?]
A slender hand,adorned in red and green bangles, holds his shoulder restraining him as her other hand has caught on to the other culprit’s hair in a closed fist.
“Kya kiya maine ?” said the man in the tattered blue shirt defiantly. [Translation: what did I do ?]
“Tujhe malum hai tune kya kia”, said the man in the white kurta with anger spilling out of his eyes. [Translation : You know very well, what you did.]
He grit his teeth and in the next few second hands and fists begin to fly. The defiant voice of the man in the blue shirt turns to apology. Some members of the crowd join in this form of street justice. Soon both the culprits are on the floor on their knees. The anger in the air begins to mollify as the man in the white kurta and the girl leave.
As the crowds interest dies so does mine. The talkative attendant at the kiosk tells me “ Kya karen ? har din station pur ek toh aisa ladki ke saath eencident rehta hai” [translation : What to do? Everyday at the station we get at least one incident like this.]
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