Away slid the black tinted window,
now my fingers rap on the dusty steel rails.
Framed by trees and birds in flight
it looked like a sketch-
but alas still not worth noting .
Bland and white. Glassy and edged.
An alien on the blue of that Bangalore sky.
I listen to the clatter behind
and am reminded
when a friend and I
sat in silence.
Rijul Ballal 
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