http://slow.writerscafe.org/native3 The original writings of author Shrinidhi Native Kowndinya en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1776361525 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 Rahul sat on the cold slab of platform number two staring at the train in front of him. He had narrated the plan like a million times in his head and wanted to go through it once again. He glanced at the last wagon which bore the inscription “Ladies compartment.&rdquo.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/native3/1010173/ John half-dragged his body along the sidewalk of the busy street; people watched him in pity, yet no one came forward to help. John stood straight taking support of the near by wall. With wobbling legs, he started to walk down the street. As he passed the mammoth red structure, he lifted hi.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/native3/1010162/