indian dinner

i took 6 different vechiacles today. from tallinn to kiel. its almost a fail, if you could call it so. but thats how you end up if every single train in your travel plan gets cancelled, and you get two connecting ones instead of your train. i've seen numerous german small cities and pretty many big ones, airports, busstations and various train stops and stations but nothing left me the same feeling as this:

on the fourth train of the day, i found no place to sit, so i sat down. a young man offered me a seat. he was handsome, older than me and wore funny indian design earphones. he offered his backpack for me to sit on and i agreed. we started to talk and two hours passed with laugh and feeling this devilish thing inside, that we have known eachother in a previous life. he asked me where i was going and i said hannover and he said the same. the stop was getting closer. someone said something german, fast and i did not catch it but he obviously he got worried.i asked if something was wrong and he said he missed something. i said that i still have an hour to the next train. we looked at eachother and the loudspeaker said something about some train, he grabed his things while hearing this, said that he can still make to this indian dinner for 2 euros and ran on the train. and suddenly the whole platform was empty and no one there, just the snowflakes and my cherry cigarette. i felt so funny and happy that he had left like this. i love these momentums. i would never like to know what he was really about or if he is grumpy in the mornings or if he likes whiskey. now i just have this moment of this wonderful person i met and lost because of the 2eur indian dinner in the downtown of hannover.

is'nt it just wonderful to have that feeling sometimes?


the song for this story is here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VH5bL_XbO64