Day 5– April 5, 2012
It was yet another day which started off quietly and without any rush but as they say if everything is going as per plan then you must surely be on a wrong path... as expected the railway crossing was closed for an incoming train which ultimately resulted in a delay for 5-8 minutes …hit the throttle at a fast pace to reach the station…
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Luckily reached the station 2 minute earlier to see the train as if it was waiting for us…Felt as if I have saved the world in last few seconds as it happens in some bond movies… Got settled on the opposite side of bhajan camp as the seats in their proximity were all occupied…seemed as everybody still have a little bit of spirituality left in them… My co-passenger started to tilt his head onto my shoulders as if he didn’t had a good night sleep, felt a bit irritated but calmed myself thinking that after all he is sleep deprived so why am in getting so tensed on this trivial issue…The train was running on time but still folks were complaining that today they would reach their places too soon…phew…after all we human beings are not content in any situation…between all this, bhajan camp’s chants were audible today sans speakers…
With quiet environ in the bogie my destination approached quietly and I also proceeded quietly to my classes
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Reached the station doing a brisk walk to shed my extra fat but to my utter disappointment today also the train didn’t turn up on time…seems like as if an equilibrium is on work somewhere to balance the journey time…Indulged in chit chat to kill the time. Announcement was made that the train is approaching but nobody bothered as delay had indeed become a daily affair for everyone and got imbibed in their nervous system…
With a sheepish train horn it arrived and everybody got in least bothered and got myself seated. Took out my breakfast and offered it to the fragile old man sitting beside, he gestured that he had his mouth full of tobacco which cannot be spit out for something delicious and nutritious food, stupid tobacco addicts they would understand only when their mouth becomes a drainage manhole after all the meshing round the years…Had my breakfast with some loud traditional music playing in back by some newbie who might have purchased cheap mobile brand guaranteeing irritating sound to nearby people…
Seemed as if train driver knew my frustration mounting up and hurried us to the station without allowing me to complain again to my friend.
With a thrilling start to a day to envisaging frustration in the latter half I got off & proceeded towards my place with no more grudges against anyone…
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