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The Train Diary : Chapter 1

Never offer seat for those who curse about not having one

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This is the very big lesson i learned from last Friday’s trip. As usual i made my way into Chennai Mail on the 1st platform and also secured a seat for myself. As i took out a book i been reading and started to settle down to my own world, a fat lady came in and she started scolding us all as if we mutinied on her seat. i thought “ what the hell with this woman???? if you want a seat, ask for it!!!! if someone feels giving you one, they’ll do it”. (no one is that sympathetic in there…well what do you expect??? it is a god damn crowded train… 😉 )

it so happened that the lady sitting next to me got out on the next station and i had no options but to let that lady to sit beside me (that is the biggest mistake from my part on that day…). oooh… God it was hell….. she smelled like rotten eggs.looks like she haven’t washed herself that whole week. To top it of,  her hair… it was made into a big bun… and she have put on lots and lots of jasmine on it… it was really in a hell situation… the rotten egg smell and jasmine smell mixed up and i was suffocating……

It got worse when she pushed me and made herself comfortable by sitting with her big thighs on my little ones (comparing to hers mine is only one by fifth of hers). i squeezed in there. there was no other option to move from there. I’ve never held my breath this long in my life.

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finally when the coupe next to mine got empty i ran for my life…

The stench could’ve killed me.. thank god i survived… looking back i realize how narrow was my escape as all others left there took refuge in other coupe.

Even though there was no stench i could’ve killed myself…. oops i forgot to mention.. she hasn’t stooped cursing us.. she was moving every bit near to me with every intention of pushing me off the seat.. well what can i do ??? she’s way more in all aspects (in size and in mouth). horrible woman…..

so that was last Friday’s trip…. Looks like there is more to discover and learn…. you will learn the most important lesson of you life through these trips…..

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“SURVIVAL OF THE FITTEST”

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tRaIn DIaRy : a NeW BegInNInG

Any one curious about the post’s name “Train diary” ???????

ImageMonday mornings always started with the journey from my home to calicut…. and the mode of transport,… well of course train…

the great Chennai Mail… its actually too early for any one to go at that point of day… but I’m out of choices.. the train is at morning 6:05 am… so eventually i ended up hating Monday mornings….( juz these past two years…. 😦 )

i always take the Ladies Coach and its always crowded. not even one inch to put your legs and stand.. its really awful on days when it got the small coach… so it’s not jux the waking up that i hate.. but the lot of fights involved once you get into the Ladies Coach… whatever it is i still make my way and find a seat and get busy with a book and soothing music in my ears… (really i love those travel.. 🙂 ).

 

if its raining that’s the best time…i always tweet that ” sitting at the window seat of Chennai mail with a cup of hot coffee and excellent music flowing through ma headphones… lyf can no more be perfect than this..’ this is the case of mornings… when it comes to evenings… its an entirely different story…

Evenings in Chennai mail are legendary…. guess why???? because of all the fuss and running behind the RMS coach…. when it comes to the evening Chennai mail, half of the RMS coach is converted to Ladies Only Coach… There are numerous women who take this very train to come to work and go back… for them its juz a piece of cake.. but my case is different.. I’m only taking this train on weekending Friday and the week starter Monday ( yes,… I’m annoyed by the crowded places 😉 )
i would like to share all the interesting stories happened there with you people…..
welcome to train diary……
don’t forget to read it on all Friday evenings…

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Racing against rain me thinks…..

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Jux few minutes bak i was having a lil running race with rain to the railway station. I ran like my life is in extreme danger and the key to escape from it lies there at the station (in short as a distressed damsel who is being chased by a gang of bad guys:-D). I made my way through the crowd, hitting and throwing apologies at them. I even collided with a guy, who really took advantage of the whole thing. But, as i was racing, i couldnt even take a glimpse at him (i bet he was cute 😉 . scene familiar from some movie??? Pls do comment on that.).

 

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I could see the dark clouds gathering there strength. “Ooh its gonna be a big one. Better make port before that” me thinks. I took anothe closer look at the sky. I saw huge raven with its wide black wings flying errands. They seemed to give a great effect to the whole picture. The sky now seemed to be as a greyscale portrait.

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Ravens are coming from all directions and flying round and round. I stopped for a moment and looked at them. I suddenly had a thought. “what will we, humans do if we had wings??”. It will be wonderful. Flying over the skies, Feeling the wind, tasting the freedom, enjoying the weightlessness. It will be like heaven………….  

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Yes, everyone in this world will have wings in their dreams. Dreams will make one fly with all the freedom….

so dream and dream and more dream……

The infinite skies are yours…..