The Delhi metro station was buzzing with its usual rhythm, yet one corner caught everyone’s attention. A group of seven college friends stood together, laughing and chatting, filling the air with a youthful energy that outshone the daily rush. They weren’t just passengers at the Delhi metro; they were storytellers of their own little world. […]
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The Delhi Metro is usually loud, crowded, and hurried, with everyone rushing to reach somewhere, earphones plugged in, and faces buried in phones. Yet sometimes, in the middle of all that chaos, you come across someone who feels different. Not because they are trying to stand out, but because their quiet aura speaks louder than
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Sometimes, when you’re looking for one story, life surprises you with another. That’s exactly what happened to me one evening at a Delhi Metro station. I was on my way to approach someone else, already set in my mind whom I wanted to talk to. But then, just like a sudden splash of color on
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I met him near the token vending machine at Kashmere Gate. He seemed to be in a hurry, standing at one of the smart card recharge machines. I saw him press a few buttons, insert a ₹500 note, and then frown slightly. That’s when I walked up and said, “Hi, I’m writing stories of people