The Cricket Player II

I saw him again... on a rainy morning like today. He boarded at Eunos, later sat on the 3rd seat away from me. And the usual crowded train at the peak morning hour was running slower than normal. I have recalled his name Pramodh or something similiar, I don't have a thing spelling indian or tamil names correctly. Though I am pretty sure I'm right this time. I didn't call out to him. Strangers should still remain strangers... eh

Oh BTW, happy moving blog-city!!