He came to Platform 9 every afternoon until he was eighty-one.She came every afternoon until she went to college in Delhi at seventeen.After that, she came when she visited — which was often, because some places hold you even when you are far from them.The bench number seven is still there. Allahabad Junction — now Prayagraj Junction — still has its Platform 9, and its old ceiling fan, and its pigeons. The chai stall has moved once since then and the announcement board has been replaced with a digital one.But if you sit there in the afternoon — if you sit on bench number seven and look at the tracks and listen past the noise of the platform — you might feel the particular quality of a place that has been well-loved. The specific warmth of a bench that has been sat on with attention. The echo, not audible but sensible, of a voice that knew how to reach people across the noise of a station and make them feel spoken to.Platform 9 knows this about itself. Places always know.✦ ✦ ✦