A beginning note- Happy International Women’s Day to all the beautiful soul bearers out there!
And now, the continuation of the train journey…
In the previous post, I had dotted down about the express train travel.
This one is about the local trains. When I say local trains, the first thing that comes to my mind is, ‘I’m being squeezed, save me!’ That is how it goes..
The scene appears quite as this—The more boisterous platforms, where the college going guys and office going people with their light-weight bags, stand there, waiting for the trains they everyday step in. The young lads chit-chat standing and sitting, few home- less men and women sitting in the corners, wearing rags, few changing the platforms using the railway tracks, the vendors shouting to make sales, and few of them stand clueless as if they are not sure about their lives! Amidst all the chaos, the train approaches, as if not caring about any of these, and makes a halt.
Wait…. Diamonds inside the compartments? People rush in like that. Pushing, kicking, hitting, making way, they manage to put their foot in the train and never care about others. Once they enter, their attitudes hit the opposite pole, as if they’re the calmest of the calm on the earth.
Few get places to fit in themselves, few of them stand!
It’s not always like this; mostly it is. Sometimes, on the holidays, it’s very easy and not at all crowded as the working and college going chaps get cleared out.
I personally need a fresh life every time I travel in the locals and by the end of the day, I fall on the bed like a corpse— tiredness!
Every day’s experience is different. Something interesting might happen one day, something funny the other day or even something terrifying or scary! One of my friends had a very funny experience (it was embarrassing for her, that’s a different story). As usual she fit in the ladies’ compartment and it was time for her to step down as her destination was just a minute away. The main problem while stepping down is, people get in and get out at the same time, leading to many clashes and mostly no one compromises and they fight to get in and get out!
My friend has a problem, once she starts coughing, it takes a lot of time to stop. And unfortunately, she started to cough badly! Her stop arrived, she was coughing, closed her eyes tightly, and she bravely stepped down as people behind her were pushing her out! OKAY. Stepped down. But, down on what? She unluckily stepped on a fat lady who was just going to get it in. The lady too didn’t stop as she didn’t realize and lifted her leg to keep it inside. And, that’s it. THUDDD…!!!
This is what others heard. Here the fat lady, lies flat on the platform and on her, my friend, still coughing. They managed to get up, coughing on that lady’s face, and literally she ran away without even apologizing! She was embarrassed to the core. And when she tells it to anyone, what people do is to laugh out loud, including me!
Even I’ve had a lot of such experiences. Should I embarrass myself? Not now certainly. Anyway, more than the local train journey, the express train travel is peaceful – I feel!