The very fine jounery started from mumbai into the cold,paan spitting land of Lucknow.After gettting settled in the sleeping bag,i tried fighting the last nights hangover with the bisleri bottles,and an inflated ego of the TC who said i cudnt smoke in the train.
Woke up after battling nightmares of getting caught travelling ticketless, confirmed the overpriced agent acquired ticket,and parked it among the others,ordered a tea.And was nursing the hangover when the guy sitting next to me exploded on the phone in bhojpuri, half colouring the mike red with his paan!
Rather uplifted at the end of the conversation, he showed his cell phone to his neighbouring and said how one wise man told him to buy a nokia and nothing else,and so he did.Didnt mind spending the extra cash,and he ranted on abt the coveted phone that it was, in his "gaon"
Anyhow the neighbour had a glance and declared it as a motorazr,and so the exchange of the abuses began in bhojpuri.I wasnt miding one bit, simply for the lack of anything to do in the 24hr journey,and whoever said that to discover india is to travel in the sleeper class, is right!
Coz the "Seth" of gorakhpur didnt know anything apart from receiving and dialling,and had the biggest ego,and when it was bruised it was as a massacre of anybody in sight...
Its an interesting experience travelling in the "Mens-only" train as Senti and Rancho call it.
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