I never decided on a fixed date to go to delhi since i came bac to bhopal coz f al dis hostel admission shit n also, coz f some secret trips i made after cmin bac.. ..so at last on a saturday, 12th f july’08 i decided to go on 13th as that was the only convenient date.. As my dad doesn own indian railway, i naturally didn get ticket for the upward journey but got a confirmed return ticket.. I checked up internet n found that there are about 8 trains from Bhopal to delhi between 7′o’clock n 10′o’clock..so i took a general ticket with hopes f convertin it 2 sleeper..Deepak was dere wid me to see me off..bloody v tried all d trains n none f’em had n empty seat..i even killed my grandfather n almost made my cousin sister giv birth to a baby while tryin out ways with ttr..
So at last, wen d last train’s ttr also turned his back 2wrds us, i jumped into d sleeper wen the train started movin..i jus had a backpack so i told deepak i’l try 4 a sleeper from jhansi n better go in general itself till there..i didn hav a seat(i still dont understand y did i even expect to get 1)..i sat in d corner with my back on d door..had a granny sittin nxt to me..she was fun..v had some fun commentin about people sittin inside until i slept off coz f tiredness..i jus started droopin when suddenly somebody jus shouted on my ear ” UTTHO!!!!” I jumped to my feet n asked “KYA HUA??” to hear him shout back “JHANSI AA GAYI!!” n i dnt know y i asked bac “THO??“..he lookd impatient when he screamed “HAME UTARNA HAI!!!“..”Oh..“..thaz wen i came to my senses to realise jhansi was a station n people travel in trains to get down at stations..When people started gettin down, i saw n empty seat n thanking my dad inside 4 takin me for all those superhero movies, i did a cool dive n did a perfect placing f my ass on that seat..at first, i actually didnt get y that guy was starin at me as if i ate his cake..n then, very impatiently he explained dat he didn expect anyone to sit on his seat wen he jus got up to pick his polythene..to avoid physical damage, i got up but by then all seats wer filled..then i saw a void space(sorry 4 technical word usage..) in between two side seats..i sat there..not even 20 minutes had passed when the guy sittin on one f those side seats told me in hindi this:”Listen, when you wer sittin i had my legs placed towards the bottom part f my seat.now i feel like stretching my legs, so can u go n sit somewhere else?” guts f him..ass!!!i dunno whoch grandmom f his told him dat general compartment is a place where people tie hammocks n relax..I very patiently(i swear) made him understand dat its not jus me whoz sittin like dis n many humans share d same bloody fate f mine in d same compartment so he should better relax.N here comes the million dollar question f d day 4m him mouth”So..what are you sayin? i made a mistake by letting you sit?telme..“..as if im sittin on his lap..im on d floor u moron!!But i didn say anything..i gave him a look n turned my face away..He bloody had d guts to ask dat again louder to me..even this time i ignored..iwas already frustrated to d core..n when he asked 4 the thrid time, i placed my hand over his thighs as a sympathetic gesture n with such a tone, i said” Yaar…bad luck!!!…i knw its hard to take in but next time be careful before givin space to anyone ok??” People sittin next to me giggled..n im sure dis guy didn xpect dis n he was expectedly taken aback!!
Train was moving n now he started taking his revenge by kickin me..first time he kicked, i didn say nethng..2nd time i looked at him n said”:Listen, im no toy..so u better stop kickin“..u can only imagine wat kind f frustration iwas feelin n on top f dat, iwas sweating n dere dere was no space to even place a needle..n wen i was goin through all dis frustration inside dis moron kicks me AGAIN…my blood was already boiling rage rushed inside me..i stood n caught his collar…i dnt exactly remember wat happened next..nobody slapped me fought me r anything..iwas on d air..so many people wer holdin me on deir shoulders i think..n iwas movin..next second i saw myself thrown out f general compartment..God that was d time wen i realised people takin u on deir shoulders can have a 2nd meaning..must have been that moron’s friends..lucky i jus had a backpack, else my luggage wud’ve reached delhi without me..n as soon as i was thrown out the train started movin..my mind took a little time to register the situation n as soon as i did, i ran n jumped into a sleeper compartment..saw one guy sittin near d door so i asked “general?” he was like”No, waiting“..hearin dat i relaxed my muscle n told him”Im general“..he smiled..wen d train reachd agra, i went to the ttr n frustratingly asked for a seat again n he was like “chanceless..the trainz full“..Then i decided..bloody man, i’l better get on a bus n travel to delhi..that wud b a lot better than travellin in d train again..n i did dat…n bus journey was heavenly..had good greenery around too ..(if you knw wat i mean..)
There ended my adventurous trip to delhi..while i boarded d train while returnin, i felt sooo damn proud f my berth..felt like huggin n kissin it…