Same train stood at same platform and same dogs prowled beside the fence.I waited on the platform untill the bell clanged for the train to leave, but Sushila did not come.
Somehow,I was not dissapointed. I had never really expected her to come.
Unattainable, Sushila would always be more bewitching and beautifulthan if she were mine!
Ruskin Bond short story -(ending of the same )
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