Sunday, February 28, 2010

I Never Nag

I never nag and I will not do it now. I only want to tell you about a journey. It was not of the kind of holidaying but some enforced journey that you undertake on the pretext of work.

So there I was, in my office attending a meeting and the people kept on repeating the same things. I told them that I have a train to catch but they still kept on repeating the same things and the meeting ended without a conclusion. Not that I wanted a conclusion as conclusions never come but because of that I had to rush to catch the train.

I know that train always comes late but I still have this habit of going there an hour before. So I reached the platform and bought coffee to kill time. It was bad coffee but that was not the reason of my disgust. I was really hurt when the shopkeeper gave things to two persons who came after me, only because their voices were louder than mine. The kind of depression that sets in after such incidents spoils my whole day, many times whole month.

I somehow swallowed that coffee and after that I had an empty paper cup in my hand. I tried to be like civilized types and looked for the dustbin. I held that cup for five minutes but after that when no one was looking and threw it on the railway tracks.

After announcing seven times that the train was on right time and would come any moment, the train came half an hour late. I tried to form a queue to enter but the old fat auntie in front of me blocked the door with her big baggage. She did not allow passengers to get down and climbed the coach with the help of her able coolies. I tried to look for the second door but the coach attendant had already kept it locked.

Somehow pushing and cursing, and seeing large posteriors of passengers trying to fix their large luggage, I managed to reach my berth. Nine people were already uncomfortably sitting there. I tried to act smart and ask their berth numbers but they just smiled and requested to adjust.

This always happens with me that whenever somebody asks me to adjust, I actually more than do. Not that I really want it because after that also I continue fighting with them for days and months in my mind; but my face maintains a stoic smile.

Then they asked me to further cooperate by giving my lower berth. See this is the issue I am bit touchy about. I like the lower seat and but every time some fat old auntie asks me to adjust.

I was quite depressed by now and I asked the attendant to give me sheet and blanket so I can sleep. The sheets were pathetic and their condition reminded me the smiling faces of railway ministers who refused to raise fare in a row. The blanket also had some twelve odd holes in it but the attendant looked at me in a way that I felt guilty of wishing for more, thereby not cooperating with minister’s effort of keeping the prices low.

The family sitting down kept on chattering till late night but to prove their courtesy they did so only after switching off the light. That day I decided like myriad similar incidents, I will never forget them and that is why I am immortalizing them in my blog.

9 comments:

juhi said...

good writing... i like the part where you say that you continue to fight with them in your mind for days afterward..

Anonymous said...

hi anurag sir bahut dino ke bad once again "THE ANURAG" is active good to see you.

vikram singh said...

Good to get the dope after such a long time...we can get a train of posts on train journeys...some of my rail experiences ...
1. A stood up to give the seat to a pregnant lady and she adjusted her husband too.(Kol to Kgp)
2. A guy threw out the TTE's receipt book out of the train window(again local to Kgp)
3. A couple making it out in upper birth in extreme hot conditions(Banglore-Delhi 04.05.08)

many more memorable incidences....
I'll be traveling today evening (Bangluru-Mumbai)..... :)

Anonymous said...

its india... dost :-)

kshitij said...

was it your real experience....i mean after being an IAS you must be having two govt servants as attendants seeing you off and helping you to board the train. Has Civil services has lost this facility too.

Cosmic Voices said...

I can perfectly relate to everything u said....

Its long since I gave up expecting people to stand in queue, find dustbins, etc

Pilani Pictures said...

Just been from a week-long trip to Malaysia... don't remind me of the Indian Railways!

;)

Just Simple said...

@All: Thanks a lot for your comments. These are my motivation for continuing writing.

Saras said...

this is real depressing... it's the exact sort of thing i wished to avoid for all my life... and one of the Top 3 reasons i slogged to get into the civil services!! plz, plz tell me it's all a lie...
you'll take the life out of my recent happiness (cse results :)