We live in a society of prejudices. What comes to mind when you think of a long tedious train journey? A beautiful stranger who ends up being your new soul mate. Of exchanged phone numbers and a lifetime of friendship/love? Most are not so lucky or so I thought when I scanned the reservation chart. No girl in her twenties in a distance of 20 meters. With a 'why does it only happen to me' kind of thoughts, I got into the train. < ?xml:namespace prefix = o ns = "urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:office" />
An old couple was sitting near the door. The woman looked very fragile and wrinkled with a heavily tatooed forehead and a pierced nose/ears with heavy jewellery hanging from her nose, onto her lips. If she had been 16 instead of being sixty, she would have been the heppest girl around. The old man, was wearing the famous gangman khaki bermudas. Don't worry if you have never heard about them. I have just coined the term. I am talking about the RSS kind of chaddiss that railway gangman wear.
I was sitting in my berth. There were too many people. Ten or thereabouts. They assured me that they would get down in the next station. Trains are one place where you get lots of unsolicited information. I smiled and got engrossed in a novel. They spoke about a lot of things...interesting things. I listened silently. When the next stop came, all of them got down.
The old couple came and sat before me. I noticed a cigar in the old mans ear. The eyes were listless. Years of hardwork on the railway tracks had robbed his eyes of any life whatsoever. He never told me he works with the railways. But I somehow knew. You can always make out. At least I can always make out. The old woman was lost in her own world. Beside her was a plastic bag made out of chocolate wrappers. The bag looked cute.
There were no talks for almost two hours. The couple never spoke to each other. The old man kept staring into in the window. I got buried into my book. What could I have talked with an old couple? I guess our lives twines never meet that we could have something in common to talk about.
Where are you going sir?
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Ok.
That bag beside you....is that made of chocolate wrappers?
Yes, my wife made it. Isn't it cute? She is very creative you know.
Yes.....it is very very cute.
For the first time, the old lady smiled. Just a hint of a smile actually. And she went back to her brooding.
And then....we were silent for another hour. Three hours into the journey...the regular visitors of every train in
I gave them a five rupee coin. The old man refused to give anything. Made a comment, which I believe was an obscene joke and laughed at it himself. When they left, he said something to me and laughed again. It wasn't clear what he said, but i smiled too...out of politeness.
And then our conversation took off. I understood, in spite of his age, he was a normal guy with his share of youthful brashness. Bryan Adams would have been proud. While all this was going on...the old woman was still staring into nothingness, unconcerned about the whole world around her.
I work in the railways.
Oh!! I see.
I am a gangman.
When will this train reach
This? Hahaha...let me tell you, nobody knows. It all depends on the mood of the driver. 10 am tomorrow and you may as well find yourself in
Hmm....
How old are you sir?
I am 22.
You remind me of my grandson, He must be around your age. Very intelligent. Runs his own grocery shop in my village.
Oh! Good. Please call me Sriram. You are my grandfather
Current Mood: Gloomy
Current Music: The corrs-over a cup of coffee we borrowed heaven!!
20 Jun 2006, 9:52am
The first para instinctively reminded me of "One Night @ the Call Centre"...
3rd para -- "I was sitting in my birth." Maybe you should change it to berth, will sound better :P
"You are getting retired?" -- wouldnt it be better to say "Are you retiring" or something...
My being critical in this comment means that i follow your posts more closely than anyone else...you should make me your proof reader or sumin :P
20 Jun 2006, 11:22am
:))) Agreed agreed....now lemme go and edit the post! And yes, congrats, you have a second job now!:-)
20 Jun 2006, 11:40am
:) As always it was a pleasure reading what you wrote...i dont think i need to mention it everytime :)
And how much do i get paid?!! :P
22 Jun 2006, 7:05pm
If you want, now go on and write it from the old man's point of view. Remember he doesnt care for yet another 22 year old.
The most real part for me was the cheeky comment to the eunuch. That was well done.
23 Jun 2006, 12:01pm
A sipple story and well told.And the ending was kinda cute.A twist in the tale,and a pleasant one at that.
23 Jun 2006, 12:02pm
Hey,that was a spelling mistake.I meant A SIMPLE STORY.
23 Jun 2006, 12:05pm
@ariza::-)that should be interesting.But all old people are not alike. This one old man decided to act in this way.
23 Jun 2006, 12:56pm
@krishna: namaste anna....thnku,thnku
24 Jun 2006, 10:58am
Yes they are not. And thank god for that. Else think what a boring place it would have been.
24 Jun 2006, 2:41pm
@ariza: :-) I concur this time.
5 Jul 2006, 3:51pm
awww...