Here’s my journey back from a long trip to
So…I had been in Bangalore for the past 4 weeks(29 days to be precise)….and after cancelling one ticket back home and another after missing my train….here I am sitting on a side upper birth aboard the Rajdhani express….now…you all must have travelled on trains and it comes without telling that there are a lot of different people on a train…from the petty wallet thief to the wealthy first class guy….and I’ve had my share of train journeys in my life so far but none quite so…well…interesting I must say in my life….so like I said....there were many different people on the train along with me…. I shall start with my co passenger that is the side lower birth…
Side Lower Birth : I call this one Mr. Unsure…you must know at first that I boarded the train at 8.20 pm on 16Th of July…and I had talked to the guy who is considerably older to me…nearer to my dad I would guess….and the first thing I found out was that he was headed for Bhopal which meant that he would mean that his journey was a night shorter than mine….now….there were two reasons for me coming to this nickname for the guy…first I do not know his name and I never ask older people what there names are….second….and the real reason….from the moment he heard that I was headed for Delhi….he seems to have forgotten that his journey ends at Bhopal and seems to be gearing up to go to Delhi….
If you have been noticing the timings of my earlier posts you will notice that I stay up late at nights….and since it doesn’t change now…. I was awake at 4am when the train reached Secunderabad….here I decided to go have a look outside and to my surprise Mr. Unsure was awake and seemed ready to get down for some reason….naturally….since he found me awake he very amiably asked me if I was also going outside for a walk….and a conversation started at almost the end of the night….and amongst this Mr. Unsure says…”I think I’ll get down here and get myself some hyderabadi biryani…then I’ll catch the net train to Bhopal “…. I…..taking this to be a joke…..say that it’s a very good idea and give him my views on the biryani in question…to my surprise Mr. Unsure here gets down and goes around looking for biryani on the station since it’s a known fact that it is available there….after twenty minutes which is about the time the train stops at this station….he returns having failed his mission….says to me that he’ll take his luggage and get off….so that he can find the biryani….well…. I say nothing to this since the train starts off before he can do anything….
After this incident….the both of us go to sleep in our respective seats and in the morning during breakfast….he asks me about what I do in Delhi…upon finding out that I have taken part in plays he shows much interest in the subjects of the plays I’ve been in….one thing leads to another and this is where I find that Mr, Unsure is part of a theatre group which is the reason for his trip to Bhopal….apparently….his nephew is to be a new member of the group along with him and then he’s to go with him to Delhi for one of his plays there….but hearing about my little experience in theatre it seemed that he had decided to skip Bhopal and ask his nephew to come straight to Delhi….this is where I explained to him that all that I had done was small plays in my club and some two plays in my school….and now he seems to be gearing up to get down at his original destination….which leads to the end of this story.
Next comes a family of three….mother, father and daughter….
The Family Of Three : Here….. I see that the daughter has finished school recently and like many of us today is going into engineering as usual….as is normal…..a rain of questions come down on me as they learn that I’m also a part of this world of engineering….the father has the usual questions about how y college is and what my opinion of other colleges is while the daughter has other questions….her questions in order are as follows…
1.) What is the difference between all these colleges ? How are the ranked as they are ?
2.) Is it easy to pass out and get the job once you get into engineering ?
3.) Do you like engineering ?
4.) What is your life like after joining engineering ?
The first couple of questions were easy to answer since they are asked of me very often….but the next two questions is what results in this story….to answer the third question I told her all that I have said in my posts on this blog earlier….for the fourth question….you must know that by this time she knows that I’m not the studious kind and neither am I one of the high scorers…so here she finds out about the soon to be famous and already pretty infamous BASH BROTHERS….she learns about the trips around Delhi….she learns about the love for music…and she learns about the poker, flash and other card games….she learns about the epic nights at Andy’s place and the one and only at Adi’s….she doesn’t seem to have much to say about these though except for the regular stuff….and this is where the story actually starts….uncle(the father that is) learns about the poker games which are played with real money…and this gets his attention….and for the first time I find myself teaching an adult the games of poker flash and blackjack instead of getting lectures about the problems that gambling can cause….so…I teach him poker and flash pretty easily….since he has a liking to these games….and he challenges me to a couple of games in one of which he wins…flash not poker though…I’m pretty good at poker….then we start with the blackjack lessons and to my surprise….he isn’t satisfied by merely learning the game and wants to learn how to count cards in order to beat the dealer….and the both of us practice counting for a while….which results in me being the dealer and father and daughter being the players….we played with bits of paper as chips and although none of us were experts at it…. I found myself to be learning counting…this is where auntie(the mother) steps in and reprimands the two of us(me and uncle) for practicing gambling on the train….both of us laugh it off…and all four of us(uncle,auntie,sarika the daughter) start of with a game of rummy….this is where this where this story ends…but it passes much of my journey and we end at just about the time when Mr. Unsure has finally reached Bhopal and is gearing up to get down….and I am back on my birth writing this post….but I am interrupted in between this by the family of three again…the daughter me and uncle now engage ourselves playing stone paper scissors….
I was very happy having had the most interesting train journey of my life but little did I know that it had a last twist in the end….
The Twist : All this was made up by me in order to pass the time in this excruciatingly painful journey and almost all of it is the way I think would have made it interesting….
The point remains that a train journey from
Thanking you my dear laptop for helping me make the best of this journey…
Yours Truly….
HEHEHEHEHE……………
1 comment:
awesome post...
while reading it i felt it was coming from some renowned author..
and the twist was the best part..
way to go dude..
peace..
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