Checking for my name on the list of the reserved seats, I go livid at the fact that my ticket just got cancelled after coming up to waiting list number two from ninety eight. Indian railways can be a pain in the neck when it comes to reserving tickets and here i am stomping my feet towards the general unreserved compartment in Netravathi Express at the Lokmanya Tilak Train terminal. I knew I was going to reach my destination with a sprained neck and a frozen ass. I settle myself and think about the things that can actually go wrong. me getting into trouble while travelling from northern Kerala to the southern part, the travel to Bangalore and then back to Mumbai. The train chugs off and before I realize I am at the place i intend to be.
Thinking of it, we always want to be cozy and comfortable in our own comfort zones and be livid whenever any hindrance comes against it. The unreserved compartment wasn't as bad as i thought to be but i got connected to people much less privileged than me and was actually happy about it. To know about their life and their attitude towards it literally kicks our foundations of living the so called "simple life". We always do have an excuse of being raised in a different way but people, time is uncertain. More in the 2nd part ... Cheerio!
