Seat no. 8 ! Part 2 ! After a long time Seat no 8 | Part 2 | the girl next to me Full story here: It was a side window seat. I always prefer a side window seat. I don’t know but, it gives me energy & inspiration to think beyond my limit, to write, to express, to pen down my feelings on a piece of paper. Soon the train reached the Dadar station. The empty seats started getting occupied. I was looking outside the window, the hustle-bustle over the platform when, a young girl dresses in light green top & blue jeans with a traveler sat over the other corner of my seat.
