Memory off Old Delhi Railway Station

(from an old scrap I found in an old diary from the old days. And it had faithfully recorded conversations of a bright-eyed group...and hope...and madness)

-Ah!There you are!
-Oh hell-O
I was looking around for you!
-Hello
-Hi, this purple T-shirt looks beautiful
-Thank you, thank you very much.
-This is for you.
- Ah! They're going too!
-Yeah!
-What time's the train?
-Eleven
-I've brought you something
-A poem?
-Well yes!
-Where's the ca mera?
-In my bag
-Shall we have a photograph?
-When are you back?
-Monday. I wanted you to come too but you see things didn't work out. Like a cigarette?
-Where's the lighter?
-It's with you
-Do you know how to fix a roll?
-I'll do it
-But are you sure you know?
-I have done it
-Come on, let's stand this side
-It's liek a school photograph
-So what! Is it fixed right?
Oh he's taking the photograph!
Are we all in the famre?
Come closer! Come on click!
-Oh shit!
-I knew it wouldn't work
-It's never happened before
-That's ok. Try again.
-Shouldn't it go under this?
-No, no it's like this only
-here have a look at this.
It's a 17th century lyric.
-You got it from the Internet?
-Yes! I am sorry but you've got to jump from this line to this
-Right! That's ok.
Ah! Beautiful. That's all?
-Well! There's another...it's called
-Right! Right! I get it.
It's good isn't it?
-Hmm.
-I think it's done.
-Shall we ask somebody who knows?
-Ask the boy overthere
-The boy with the specs?
-he'd know
-The IIT type
-He'd know
-I think it's done
-OK come together. Let's give it a try
-Oh! God!Not again
Thank you anyway
-This isn't stopping
-It must stick into the hole. Mustn't it?
-No! No! I'll do it
-Shall we go out and get it fixed?
-The trains about to leave...