TRAIN DIARIES!!

My journey in train has not always been the same everytime..you know memories are sweet but sometimes you don't want them to be remembered...........ok ..It was around a decade back when I was 8 I had my journey in a train which was though not my first one.... It was then I discovered that I like travelling,well It was also then I discovered that I had to face a problem everytime I have a trip by train. well whenever am in a train I kinda face a little trouble with people like who are not sure of their sex!! (AKA EUNUCHS!). what I find wierd is that these people dont beg but demand!!!..well movin now to one my experiences.It happened on my way to bhopal!.....

(15-07-2007).. (TN express)
the type of traffic chennai had that day would have tested anyone's patience.Already findinG myself in a bitter position (coz I was already late as usual to catch the train..) The car I was in was moving like a diseased slug.That day was not too ordinary for me .If I miss the train then I should probably forget my dream of taking a professional career outside my town.The train was scheduled to leave at 10 pm.It was nine already and I was 3 miles away from chennai central... well to heaten up ..The car went out of gas!?!>not wastin a second dad had himself outside waving his hands towards an opposite cab.. well I finnaly reached the station at 9:45 and I had to lose one of my luggages on my way to the platform.well it aint an easy job to guard your luggages in a crowded place like that but anyway i got to thank the officials who recovered them and thanks again to the untimely croaked up' voice from the speakers stationed at every pole..finally I was in the train...I was just in.. I could find the wheels moving .. the siren wailing at a distance..I was just thinking how bhopal was going to welcome me.. I never had a clue if things can change!
I spent the night sleepin peacefully, I had a dozen dreams during the short nap ,running through my 13th I found that I was being disturbed by someone (who is that???!! crap!! the dream is over!! infact I was imaginig myself making a huge entrance at railway station in bhopal).I did not care about what was going around in my cabin .I thought I should atleast take a look..opening my tired eyes I found three to four eunuchs surrounding me..(it was the first time I was meeting them as a group..)
-what do you people want?>>
-a hundred...that will do..
-well u need a what..?? look I dont have anything with me right now ..you can leave me
-is that the way you talk your wife ?
-what!!! (now one of them had their hand passing through my hair, she was consoling the others they would not leave the place without a penny!)..
"jeez!!"..what are these people upto!!,I searched for a note inside my pocket and handed them.(the note was worth 50 bucks!)
-thanks dear!!..
-you are not welcome moron!!...I said to myself!!the four ?'s went ....

Having a quick glance at people around me i looked at my watch...it was 8 AM ... the place was warangal in AP.."quite a screwed up begining, aint it?"..I said to myself as I got off to the washbasin...
It was 3 at noon..I just finished my lunch!! I peeped outside.. the boards and the banners said the city was Nagpur!! I dont know much about the city.. I just knew that it can provide you cheap oranges and can host an international cricket match!!
Lost in thoughts I heard a familiar sound!! it was coming from one of the neighbouring cabins.. the sound now getting closer...
-"its them"...(now what the hell are you waiting for..just get urself outta the place!)
this time I decided to hide from them..I climbed the upper berth and I pretended to be reading a book which I found on the berth..
minutes went passing ,I didnt dare to look outside the book..I found somebody pulling my leg!!..(lets start is all over again!)
-money!!
-now please I dont have money...will you please get out..
-no money!!! you call youself a guy!!! isnt it?..
-yeah am a guy!! seriously what do u call youself as ???...(?1?!?..)

I know I have just pulled in a serious trouble..but to my amazement I just saw her leaving (probably she did not listen carefully to the words anyway i just saved 50 bucks)

It was finnaly eight , the scheduled time to reach bhopal finally arrived!!! I was able to see bhopal in its outskirts!! ..the city was astonishingly not very busy!! I said to myself "its a freakin gud capital to be"... the station was looking very old.. the concrete roof that was supported by the pillars seemed like they could fall anytime. The walls around the station were painted red in a disordered fashion . I thought it should be some design or something.. well just then I saw an old looking guy passing towards a wall which was a bit white in colour, he did an act which cannot be described, he spat!!! but it seemed like he almost vomitted and he painted the rest of the wall in red.(you can do that too,chew a leaf called pan and you can do the same freakin act!)..jeez!!! now that act did make me discover that it was red everywhere..on the walls , on the ground ,on the chairs ,on the window panels, tables ,on thier own freakin attire!! ..I just said to myself that I had made myself a goddammed BIG entry...THE CITY OF RED LOCALES WELCOMES MJ.....

DE BEGIININ,...... PART -2

WELL well ,, good to be back again.. my days in don bosco were over.... I was really sad that I had to miss my friends.. (courtesy:mom),.. PETIT SEMINAIRE..was the name it read on the huge board just before the porch.. I hated it !!.. having entered already, I jus discovered all eyes were watching over me with a bit of suprise.. (you know.. everybody hates that!!!).. I didnt really know why they kept thier freakin eyes all over me!..suddenly.. I found someone holding my shoulder.It was an elderly guy .he looked pleasant , he wishpered into my ears that i was not in uniform.. (jeez!!.. did I know tht!!!.. )I found my goddammed tie missing.. I didnt make a move.. it was 8:20 already.. not only I had my home far from my school but also I dint knw the way back to my home ([:D]..so ..ohhkk it happened) .. and I was preparin myself to face the P.E.T teacher.. I happened to know only a little about him before comin there. Anyway I was definitely sure that he is not gonna spare me.Five minutes later I saw a guy in his forties walkin briskly towards the group of students who were detained for not being punctual.. (in school of 6800 students ,you just find a group of ten people coming late!!)the guy had an old fashioned shirt with modern track pants (wierd).He stopped by and was busily conversing with every student. Five of the students were already sent back to their respective classes, meanwhile the elderly guy behind me said that he was the P.E.T teacher.."Is he really ? "asked I, the elderly guy was a bit suprised"are you a new comer here?" ... "yeah, whats the big deal?",.."hey kid , I guess you'd be spared.. and meanwhile do you know who i am?". "not a clue sir.."was my reply..the guy adjusted his watch as he said "I am the vice-principal of the school"..I felt cold for a moment and I could also hear the P.E.T teacher caning the rest of the late comers(appearences are always deceptive!), not uttering a word I turned to the V.P. he had a big grin , he asked for my school diary ,he turned over to remarks page and began scribbling "your ward has been found not in uniform, please make it a point that he doesnt come like the same in the future.... yours trully , antony raj".. the V.P now got a sterner look in his face and he said "get it signed , understood.. and make sure that you dont make my pen scribble here again.. now you got that"..." yes sir!!..", I collected my diary back and I walked fast towards nothin because I didnt know the way to the classroom, this time I was helped by the gardener, "9-A" was the name written on the door .. I found the teacher already inside dictating something..

"may I please come in , sir"he gave an odd look and hardly opening his mouth he uttered
"you are 5 mins late!!"...
"but sir , I can explain that"...
"really, what are you going to tell me??"..
"I'm new to this place and I didnt know the way to the class room"..
"your roll no?"...
"no 34 ,sir" ..
"aah .. so your name is manoj prabhakar , come in kid , find yourself a seat".

I chose a corner seat in the last row, I bent my head down so that the teacher could not see me , I turned to the next boy and said

"hi , i'm manoj.. whts ur name?"...
"shhhhhhh!!" was his reply..
"wht?..shhh then?"..
"shhhh!!"...
" i cant hear you ,you could have said a bit louder!!"..
"OF COURSE , MAY I HELP U MASTER MANOJ" replied the teacher who was already by my side.
"no thank you ,sir actually I was just asking him what has been taught so far"..
"whtever it is .. discussions only after class hours, you got that"....
"yes, sir"...

the class was finally over.. I turned to the next guy and said

"hi shhh"...
"well its shyam.. whats urs?.. well no need i know yours and I know what your going to ask me, last class was geography and the teacher's name is antony sami , well he'd been teachin nothin today, I guess you 'd know that and..."
"will u plz alllow me to talk"..
"go ahead frnd.. afterall i was waitin for that.. this is supposed to be a new place for you, isnt it?.. dnt worry.. and.. "
"enough"i replied sternly..
"u said u want to tell me something?"
"yeah , NICE TO MEET U!!!!" ..
he had a big grin...the day in my school was over, and you know it was really a sickening experience, poof!! "am dead.... so dead.."I was reapting the phrase as my bus took me home, I reached home.mom was already there standing by the door giving a big smile, I pretended not to notice it and went straight into my room and returned back doing nothing and said "get me back to my old school or am not going eat anymore "... "well thats great! man , you have just reduced your mom's work!! "replied dad..I went back saying"jeez !!its hapening!! "