While I was very much occupied thinking about the happenings of that hectic day ,I just lifted my head up for a moment to watch out the happenings around. Next to me is a boy, short and dark, in his teens reading seriously some academic books and sitting next to him is an old lady, with a sharp nose and wrinkled face, seriously looking at me and my cell with out blinking her eyes. For a moment I got a little surprised and then again went in to my thoughts.
“ What the hell are you doing here? Can’t you see my leg there? How dare you stamp it!! ….” a shriek voice of a lady at the front of the compartment distracted my attention. Another loud voice in the other side of the compartment made me turn my head 180 degrees– “ Its my place bastard…I have come and put my napkin first …
I went into my own world, till someone gave a jerk and fell on me. I lifted my head seriously this time thinking that it’s my time to shout. It was a lady with a small infant in her arms and a small baby gal standing, holding her moms saree with one hand and the thumb finger of the other hand in her mouth and her eyes fixed on me with fear. My unreasoned anger got reduced looking at the innocent child.
For a moment I got scared – “ Am I going to give my seat?” No way! If I do so I have to stand for grueling 6 hrs in the train in that horrible atmosphere around.
I simply turned my head down. 30 mins passed by and I found the guilty feeling in me overcoming my selfish feeling. Instantly I got up and said in a little louder voice – “Ma’m, You please sit .I can stand !!” ..I don’t know what exactly I did but somehow I felt better from inside. There was a sheer silence in the compartment after this happened. People noticed me offering the seat to the lady. Hmmmmm …I felt good having that feeling …till my legs started paining …”.
I stood, leaned, hunkered for almost 3 hrs before I heard a sweet female voice – “ Do you want to sit? Son do you want to sit. You have been standing for quite a long time.” To my dismay it was the same lady shouted on someone sometime back. I simply said “No thanks” although I badly felt like sitting and get comforted.
After a couple of minitues she again asked me and this time she got up and offered me the seat. I couldn’t say no this time and I sat. I think she would have felt guilty of what she has done before. I was then not in a position to think more as my eyes dropped down automatically and in a minitue I went to a deep sleep.
Suddenly, to my extreme surprise I saw a beautiful girl in the other side of the compartment. She looked at me and smiled. Unable to control myself I stood and walked towards her…In between I saw the old lady who was next to me stopping me with her serious looks and that ugly nose…and the small child whose mom, I offered my seat, got scared looking at me and started crying - Ummeeeeeeaayyhhhhhhhhhh…!@#$$….Kaffeeeeeeeaaahhhhh….
I got up listening to the shout of a coffee vendor saying – “kafeeeeeeaaahhhhhhh”. I thought “Ufff!! A hotchpotch dream…Shucks! a dream..”. I thought of buying one coffee and before I paid, the person next to me paid although I refused. I just turned my head (this happens by instinct –may be to find a cool chick around) towards the seats in the compartment, and found a few more surprising things.
The people who were sitting before, who had appeared to be very obstinate in their stance, are now standing giving their seats to others. Also I observed the feeling of friendliness among the same people who were behaving differently some time before. The old lady’s grim look has gone and she is playing with one small baby in front of her. People started saying “sorry” instead of shouting when someone’s leg touched others. The atmosphere has got cool down and everyone looked good and more concerned towards.
As the train passed through the dark bushes, shrubberies, I looked out at the edges of dark clouds that were shining in moonlight. Looking at my shadow image in between the window bars of the train on the bushes, I started thinking deeply while the train crossed many lampposts, streams, and few small villages till it reached its destination.This time I was not thinking about my hectic day but was thinking of what has happened in last 6 hours………..J.