Hello everyone! Thanks for all your responses for my previous post and here I am with the continuation of the journey. I strongly recommend the new readers to read the previous post since this is its sequel.
“With my favorite red & black travel bag on my shoulders, I opened the compartment’s door. It gave me almost the feeling which I experience all the time when I cross The Nilgiris border on the Metupalayam–Ooty highway. The cool breeze from inside kissed me. There was a paradigm shift in the temperature. Well, it didn’t have the natural fragrance and feel. However, it felt good after a tiresome 3 hours!
We entered the cabin. It was like a Marriage hall on the eve of the marriage. Things scattered everywhere, Bed-spreads unfolded, everything out of place. It was a total mess. This is the first time I’m boarding a ‘long-journey’ train.
‘She had just had a haircut. Her waist-length hair was now a few inches below her shoulders. I liked her with long hair, but she never listened to me. Anyway, her hair still looked nice. She wore a white linen top and a flowing lavender skirt. She had on a thin silver necklace, with the world’s tiniest diamond pendant hanging from it.’ I was just reading the book which I had in my bag, One night @ the call center. A full-figured man came into our cabin. He was in his mid-forties who happened to be the kids’ dad... or I can put it in this way too- The good-looking woman's husband. He started speaking to us. We had a casual talk and told him that we belong to Ooty. The man was like “wow!” He said that he had been to our place when he was at college. We started interacting. He was talking about Botanical Garden, Lovedale,
Everyone was looking at us as if we’ve signed a contract with A.R.Rahman for making an album. I felt as if I was on top of the world when they all admired at us. They are all J about us, I thought. I was keen in knowing what this Nagpuri business man is going to talk about the musical genius. To my amazement, he was good in this too. He said, ‘Sivamani will not make it to the show as he is in
Mere paet me choohey kabaddi khelne lage! I was very hungry. So, we both started having our lunch. There was a young girl in our cabin who looked 19 years old. Our Nagpuri started interacting with her as well. I was eavesdropping… Well, not exactly eavesdropping. The conversation was quite loud that it was audible to everyone near by. The girl happened to be physiotherapy student. The man started talking about that subject as well. All this made me to compare us with the people from the north. No matter where they are, they are well informed about the global issues. Something which we all must learn, I thought.
Amidst all this, the tension was still there. Our plan was to reach
‘Bhai saab, what’s the next stop?’
I was like, WHAT??????
‘How many minutes will it take to reach?’
‘It almost reached!’
It was 4:25pm and we reached
‘Aasif, how can you be so careless?’
‘How can you miss something in a train?’
‘What else have you left?’
Mr. Conscience was howling.
I did another quick check with patience and finally found it in my place near the pillow. Like a hero, I got down from the running train(actually it just started to move). With a sigh of relief, we headed outside the Railway Station.
Kerala is really an awesome place. Environment friendly. Green, green everywhere. You can always feel at home. I guess that’s why god visited here and hence the name-God’s own Country. Unlike Tamilnadu, people opted for auto-rickshaws to town buses. Autos were flooding in front of us but none were ready to take us to our destination as there was road block. One person agreed to take us through a shortcut. We headed to my brother’s friend’s house, refreshed ourselves and headed towards the corporate stadium. And finally we reached the venue. The entire road was crowded with people. Many men were desperately in search of tickets. One of them came to us and asked if we have any extra tickets and we gave a negative answer. He just showed us his cell-phone. ‘Idea’ cellular service providers had turned the tower name to ‘JAI HO.’ I was astonished. We headed towards the entrance, cleared the metal detector test. I was wondering why there wasn't an alcohol test. Whatever. I didn't drink and I really don't(I swear, no lie!).Finally, we were inside the stadium.
Endrendrum… dandan… Endrendrum punnagai! Mudivilla punnagai!"