guilt trips

not too long,
probably on a dusty train window,
and through cryptic text messages,
it will all come to you.
You may try to run,
shield yourself
with an old copy of India Today,
But it won't work.
It will be like those rainy days,
when you get soaked,
no matter how fast you run.
Or probably those days at school,
when in about 100 people,
the teacher sees
the bubblegum YOU are chewing.