by Tahir Mehmood The girl was twittering, the old man was brooding, the night was spreading, life was now giving way to the engulfing slumber, and the dark was thickening. So far, there were no signs of the train that were to take them to the remote town of their destination. ………………… They had just begun a river-side night errand. It had become their routine for the last few years since they had met. She use ...