Morning Diary

mumbai-localMorning : 7:50 am

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Train Route : Thane- Mulund-Nahur-Bhandup-kanjur-Vikhroli-Ghatkopar-VidyaVihar-Kurla-Sion-Matunga

The rest I don’t know as my destination is Matunga

Morning 7:47 am train was late ,so obviously 8;03 train too got late ….well that’s my everyday train .For the first time in whole year I had got a window seat in the morning time. But I flatly refused , as it is rainy day ….and u end up getting wet even though the windows are having shutter. I normally tend to stand because it gets difficult to get down once the train gets full. I was standing exactly in the middle . You tend to see the same faces everyday , if u catch the same train. One short heighted college going girl seemed lost . She was not able to understand whether she should stand besides me or not. At first I thought ,that she realised that she will get wet if she stands .

Rule No 1 : Never stand near the door on rainy days,…u get wet . But then I realised, she was short and not able to hold the upper handle …so she was hunting for a comfy place.

RULE NO 2 : Never stand in the entry of the sitting area. U will get crushed

And that’s what exactly happened.

Scene 2 :The girl was getting pushed inside . And then again she looked at me …I said stand where u were standing b4. …(she was having no option)

She asked me ” Is this first class , is it so crowded every time ?…I am travelling first time. I said “I realised that , and showed her the handle behind where her hand could reach out. Then I asked her , where do you want to get down ” and boom comes the answer “Ghatkopar” …..I said…it comes that side.

I absolutely could understand her state of mind and her state of first class imagination .

I told her go fast that side once the kanjur crowd gets down. She somehow managed.

Here goes the imagination of people who have never travelled by train and first  class   :  Small compartment ..with few people probably sitting and reading newspaper or novel, humming to music, busy carrying their own activity…(as shown in the movies) and very diligently getting down the compartment. Of course why not : u have paid 1000 bucks and got a first class  ticket :

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Actual Condition : So what you got a first class ticket ? ….standard of living has increased ,even I can have one…..colleges provide concession….anyone can have that . So it is worst than the first class . The compartments are small….and everyone ends up cramming inside.  U are able to breathe only till thane to mulund…then u are lost and sandwiched in the crowdcentral-railway-fast-local-8-am-in-morning

Scene 3 : Now comes the vidyavihar crowd. Normally they are…college goers , office crowd ppl etc. Two ladies who wanted to get down at  vidyavihar were sitting and then at vikhroli station they realised…the crowd is getting worst …better leave our seat now and start gearing up .

Now the problem here is that…at ghatkopar , how much crowd gets down …equally worse crowd  gets inside.  So now the 2 ladies got stuck. They were begging people standing near the rod to get down and get inside again …so that they could get down….but no use. They got stuck and missed their station.

Scene 4 : Now someone had to turn out a leader in such situation . One lady who got in at ghatkopar was getting pissed …so she made a formal announcement :  “We all are kurla crowd here….so whoever is standing near the rod….get down when the station comes and get inside again . I am telling you now only …you got one more chance to come inside…otherwise you will be crushed” . That lady actually said 12 3 : push ….Lol

THE LADIES IN THE FIRST CLASS Yell EACH TIME : PUSH PUSH …. they all are under going labour pain a the same time.

And that’s what happens at kurla…..All ladies unitedly  PUSH…The baby finally comes out ….ie (They get down) and equally new babies  grow inside the stomach.  Trust me KURLA Crowd is worst .

SCENE 5 : I got the advantage of being extremely thin. So voila comes my destination and I get down.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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A Tearful Sound

Tears

Life is running smooth
Standing legs on local train ,
Commuters crowd at each station
I hum with my music play each day
The wind gushes makes me calm
Clinging to the rod , I observe my city
That day was like any other day
But
A stranger standing besides me
was sobbing silently .
At first I thought , she had a cold
The cold never stopped ,
I looked at the lady , she was expecting
At second I though , she had a hormonal outbreak
The hormones never stopped
Reluctant to the core , I never managed to ask her sufferings
The tearful sound still wonders a ‘why’ to my ear
I wish if she wouldn’t have mind my interfere……

 

 

Two Minutes To Notice

 

 

 

 

 

 

In the midst of crowd , I was waiting for a friend
Watching the hustle , passing by like a wind
Clouds were crying , umbrellas were dashing
Still I stood , As I had an errand

Then I noticed a hand with a stick
Behind him was one more without it
Through the struggle , lost in the hurry
My empty hands gave them a sigh of relief

We juggled through the path ,
they muttered to the world
As all they wanted was , to be heard

Two minutes to notice , all it takes
You blessed with whole , what is at stake ??