SO that was how my return journey back from home (Bokaro) to office (Mumbai) started.
6:00am: Trin Trin. A bad start. Waking up now, for my train was at 9:40am from another city (Ranchi) altogether. Now, tell me, who in their normal minds among our group wanna wake up at this unearthly hour. If you say yes, ok fine. At least I don’t know anyone who does that. So my perception is confined to my circles only. By the way, just remembered an interesting point: any two people living on this earth are separated by just 6 degrees. Google it, if you still cant understand; there’s a whole wiki page dedicated to it ;) And ya, I referred to this earth, bcoz who knows there may be other living being on other planets or other solar planets zillions of light years away :P
(Oh my my, me and my eccentricities. What I want to write, and I am just rambling random stuff, totally unrelated.)
7:30am: The ride with my parents started at 6:45am only in . And I was as usual totally oblivious to what was happening around. Why? Hey you, I was sleeping in another world even though the roads were in between all crazy :P Total rock-and-roll!! Reiterating again, who wakes up at this god-unearthly hour, but may be my perception was going to change sooner than I expected.
9:30am: Shit yaar, my seat did not get confirmed. RAC seat with an older man. Now I cant even stretch my fatty legs. Uuuwaaaaaaaaaaan. Tough luck. More than me, my parents were feeling bad about this, that from now they will never make me have a journey by train. Nice, no? :P Leaving aside monetary expenses, who wanna travels in train, and that too when there are so many small kids in your coach. Eeeuuuuu. I hate kids. OK, let’s leave this topic altogether. I am too touchy on that.
10:30am: No, the TT did not give me a separate seat. I asked him if there’s a seat even in upgraded AC coaches, that would have done for me. BUT NO. And I was concerned about offering bribe by myself. May be it was my first time travelling such, or more importantly alone, and I did not know how to bring up such topic.
SO that’s about it. All body cramps. Let’s skip the boring journey. Matlab at least it was boring for me. I called lots of my friends and talked and talked and talked. OH yes, you must have guessed I love talking. Whatever mood I am in, the kind of short-tempered girl I am, yes that’s very very frequently mood swings. So, I was saying talking makes me happy. And I got so many interesting things to know from my friends to give me ideas about writing, but well that’s for separate heading naa. Again. See, I started my idiotic mutterings. This is what, I keep on digressing from the main topic and forget altogether what I was writing and have to read the previous passages to get me on track.
5:30pm: And I went and stood at the gate of the coupe feeling the cool air passing through me. Oh, it was a little chilly. The serene landscape just flying by, and so I wanted time to fly by. See, however much I talk to, I am considerate, kitna pareshan karungi doston ko, right? So, that’s where a guy who had a side upper berth seat came and talked to me about offering his seat for a while if I wanted to sleep during daytime. Nice of him, no? Anyway we started talking and I soon found out that we had two common acquaintance: one from his engineering college and one from his MBA college. Finally, someone to talk to face-to-face. Oh God, that’s why I never wanna go to some damn foreign country, how will I live with talking less :( And people say, I am less ambitious. May be it can be called such, for I am too concerned about changing even a single habit of mine ;)
10:30pm: I did not do anything else. I love novels. So completed one. Started another. And then people asked me switch off light. Now, what they wanna me to do? Whole night? Sleep off while just sitting so uncomfortably. I can’t. At least not when I am travelling alone. Asked the TT again. Still no seat. And I had seen some people in waitlist getting seat too. Grrrrr. And then the TT adds more chilled water to the frosty icing on the bad sour cake, He says everyone in RAC seat is confirmed except yours. I just felt like foot-thomping.
11:30pm: Seeing Small Wonder. At least that’s happy time. No charging point; so there was a limitation on the number of hours what I can do on my laptop.
2:00am: So uncomfortable seat. And the uncle is snoring. Buuuuhuuuu. What more worse. And I was trying desperately to find a comfortable posture for me to sleep while sitting. Not possible at all. So I just plugged in my iPod and hummed till morning.
5:00am: So, I was grumbling for waking up yesterday at 6am, and see no sleep next time. So I should keep in mind I think to what I keep on complaining about. May be God has a reverse psychology. By the way, the morning looked beautiful. So serene. I opened the main gate of the coach and peeked outside to look at the morning just waking up. The villages. The cities. All strolling by.
7:30am: So that’s about it. I am now sitting. Back to my seat, cribbing my way ahead here. Everyone among my friends would be asleep naa. Kya karein? :( Everyone in this train is also sleeping. Six more hours to go! Waise, the sun is in its full form. All bright and blazing. And I saw at a stretch dusk turning into full night and night turning into dawn into full morning. Reminding me of the video of the Yellow by Coldplay.
P.S: I am a big time cribber, that’s what you would be thinking reading all this crap :P May be! Or may be I am just too pampered by everyone ;) Or may be I am too bored by this too-long-a-train-journey-and writing-at-7:30am when I never wake up this time by myself unless too too important.
