It was nearly dusk wen i ran out of my hostel making a futile attempt to manage my four unruly bags and ma roll pack, it had now become usual for me to see people staring on to the stick like roll pack clinging on to me and i had long back stopped answering for their pestering queries on wat exactly it is....panting,exhausted i ran behind an auto and thankfully the driver nodded when i said railway station . It was the day before puja hols and to step on to railway station without a reservation ticket and luggage is one of the most insensible option one could opt for, but comparing it to the prospect of staying back in hostel with the food which make u guzz everytym wat it is meant to be ,made me believe rushy train rides were loads better....
the road was adorned by the flashing hues of red and orange vehicle lights, the cries of desperate horns echoed around and i knew. the traffic as always had kept its promise of a grand traffic jam ...sitting in the auto,i checked my watch a thousand times, as if it would stop the needles frm ticking way,kept on cursing the damn road regulation like the thousand others who got stuck up over there,.and finally like a snail's move the vehicles started to glide..ma auto driver with his cunning driving skills went past each loopholes and we started to advance , of course we could here the unpleasing "appreciations " zooming to us,but still we managed to plod on....the only time i got disappointed with the auto driver was when he said the fare ,all ma attempts to convince the guy about the illogical fare he demanded backfired and when the hooting of the train rang about in air,i handed him his unfair fare and juggling with my luggage ran up the steps to get my tickets, and found myself standing at the end of a long Que., and then my first train back home said its last goodbye siren and left me all soaked up!
After getting the tickets, i started ma trek up the flight of stairs that led to the fourth platform ,the place where ma train was to come,and moving near to the ladies coupe coach position, i was literally shocked and amazed to see a whole bunch of female figures waiting to pounce on to the train, the count was very much higher than the usual one and much more than wat i had imagined,..getting a seat was out of question, a place to keep my feet became my mission then.
The train arrived with its hooting music and the same emotion that used to grasp me when i stand for running event in sports took root in me and before i could direct myself to do something ,i was carried in the wave of the advancing crowd and shored to one of the compartments,where even light failed to reach owing to the thick population inside and my journey in ladies coupe was minutes away........(to b cont)
After getting the tickets, i started ma trek up the flight of stairs that led to the fourth platform ,the place where ma train was to come,and moving near to the ladies coupe coach position, i was literally shocked and amazed to see a whole bunch of female figures waiting to pounce on to the train, the count was very much higher than the usual one and much more than wat i had imagined,..getting a seat was out of question, a place to keep my feet became my mission then.
The train arrived with its hooting music and the same emotion that used to grasp me when i stand for running event in sports took root in me and before i could direct myself to do something ,i was carried in the wave of the advancing crowd and shored to one of the compartments,where even light failed to reach owing to the thick population inside and my journey in ladies coupe was minutes away........(to b cont)
ha ha lol! Yours is the starting station at least. Boarding the train one day before a festive occasion from our station is a bigger nightmare. Made the mistake once, and i vowed never to go by unreserved again!
ReplyDelete:D..... i get ur feelngs dude!! but dat day i was literally swept by the crowd ...was waitng in frnt of sum coach position and got in to sum other!!!
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