The extract · lines 3 to 6
Platform lights
Original contemporary fiction; Dev and his younger sister Leena wait for a relative at a small railway station.
- 1Dev had chosen the middle bench because from there he could see both the footbridge and the station entrance.
- 2He told Leena it was the warmest seat. She tested the metal with her palm and said nothing.
- 3The platform lights stood in a patient row, each holding its pale circle above the rain. Beyond them, everything blurred.
- 4Water threaded the station name, dividing its familiar letters into uncertain fragments. Dev read it twice without meaning to.
- 5Leena balanced her suitcase upright between her shoes. Its bright strap looked absurdly cheerful beside the dark hem of her coat.
- 6Every few minutes the loudspeaker cleared its throat. Each time Dev straightened, but the announcement concerned some other journey.
- 7He had rehearsed a greeting on the bus. Here, with the empty track in front of him, it sounded unbearably formal.
- 8Leena asked whether their uncle would recognise them. Dev said that people did not change very much in six years.
- 9She looked at his new shoes, then at the photograph on his phone, but kindly declined to argue.
- 10A train entered without stopping. For several seconds the platform was all reflected windows, so many brief and inaccessible rooms.
- 11In one of them a boy held a paper crown over a sleeping woman. Then the train was gone.
- 12Leena laughed at the crown. Dev laughed too, surprised to discover that his mouth could still make that shape.
- 13Afterwards the platform seemed emptier. He put the phone away and took it out again, checking the same unanswered message.
- 14The station clock moved forward with a small mechanical jump. Leena’s suitcase tilted, and he steadied it before it fell.
- 15On the footbridge a figure paused beneath a broken lamp. Dev rose so quickly that the bench struck his knees.
- 16The figure lifted a hand. He lifted his. Then another passenger emerged behind them and received the wave.
- 17Dev sat down carefully. Leena drew the suitcase closer and began telling him a story about a dog from school.
- 18He knew the story already. This time he listened to every detail, allowing her to reach the ending without interruption.
- 19As she spoke, she moved her cold hand into his sleeve. He closed his fingers around it beneath the cuff.
- 20The loudspeaker crackled again. Neither of them looked up immediately; for another moment, the dog was still escaping through the gate.
Original fiction written for this course.
Read lines 3 to 6 again. Analyse how the writer’s language in these lines presents the station as Dev waits.
You could write about individual words and phrases, imagery and the way sentences are built.