chapter 2

2 jan 2009
a train passed by...it all seemed like a dream...and here i was sipping coffee all alone. i reached my compartment A2 finally i had managed to get into an AC compartment without answering anyone...in life things are not as simple as they seem to be,we always tend to want more from life...something was wrong...
the A2 compartment was mostly empty..my seat no was 18 ,the fun element was missing...you know if you ever travel in sleeper class in a train it s really fun...i wonder why mr. jawahar lal nehru did not mention the wonderfull experience of a train travel in his book THE DISCOVERY OF INDIA, its here that we find the real india...(atleast i think so...).the people on there are terrefic, you can find all genre of people in there...there would be people who in their mid 40s talking about how the youth of india have all forgotten their roots etc as if when they were young they cared...couples looking for excuses just to look at each other..their mistfull smiles,their naughtiness...the young ones who have nothing else to do but to cry...i really dont know why they cry..when the train runs they cry when it stops they cry...and then their are fathers who are with their daughters ...they look they give to each passing guy...even osama would not give that look to bush or now obama...
but here i was in the lonliness of a well maintained compartment...beleave me it sucks..i went to the door ..i saw that young guy..purchasing a water bottle.....
29 dec 2008
like most of guys like us we never actually get what we want..the train stopped at a station when one of the three witches woke up.."can you plzz get some water"..i looked at her..in one of our telepathic conversation i said"iske baap ka naukar hun na main..."she smiled back..
"heres water..." i said.. like an obidient servant
2nd jan 2009
the train started ..i was once again in that very compartment...wondering....