Rajiv was the last one to enter the compartment. Instead of making his way to his seat, he stood near the gate. His heart throbbed faster than the speed of the local.
“Tringggg”
“Bro! you have failed..” said the voice at the other end.
He sighed. He had completed the hattrick of failing. He had dreamt of being a Chartered Accountant but destiny always played spoil sport.
A lone tear trickled down his cheeks.
“Loser!”
“Useless!”
These words echoed in his ears. He looked around. There was none except a few unfamiliar faces.
He jumped out of the moving train..
The emotions of the young man have been described so beautifully in such few words. Well done!