Delhi Metro ...
Coupan or card and rush to the speeding metro, 00.02 hrs vaishali.. Time 6 pm .
Exhausted queue.. shift to the PINK women's compartment. The brighter side of the metro .
Ear phones plugged in ... get set go... push yourself towards the already pushing queue to slide in . Your scarf stuck in the buttons of a bag... while you fight yourself adjusting on one feet, you try to take out the scarf from the button... finally, after a few threads gone your scarf is safe. so remains the ugly looks on aunt's face with a brown coat, which must be from her early 20"s ..
AHHHH deep breathe ...now take in the fading fragrance of "Nike" "Pure Poison" Eva Duo" COOL from Benetton ... only if you are fortunate .. else the summer can let you suffocate within your remaining one..
Eye settled on the only sweet female sitting in front, her half heard conversation pleases you, as she says "bas agla station mera hai ma" the would be vacant seat is inviting you... and here comes the most lovable mom, a little more than healthy, her bag complimenting her tummy... you frown at yourself for being thin and for not being in that pathetic state which can help you in possessing the only vacant seat .
Tap tap tap... all the songs are heard, ok now this one is new ..the new no "Manali trance" hmmm the beats helps you to forget the fatso with the fatso bag.
now your eyes are glued ... no no , not on any particular seat, but at the yellow :hi design " damn its good... so are they on sale ... ?
while you are planning to visit the store for the new handbag, your ear gets a wrong no,,, "miss u too baby," now why does she have to be so loud on missing her 24 or 28 year old "baby" doesn't her idiot friend has a name ?
Forget it, however i love her shoes.. why cant i find one when i visit the numerous shoes shops.. "agla station kaushambi hai" the familiar voice brings you back from the shoe shop, relax ,,, about to reach .. when is this aunty gonna wake up, her half knitted sweater about to fall from her hand,, the balls if they fall would wrap around , many Bata's , Reebok's, and Nike's ... "aunty apka knitting bag" after restraining yourself a lot you finally put a silencer on her snores .
You turn to the window to observe the lighted buildings, traffic on road. and back again to notice the novel the gal sitting next to you is about to finish, Chetan Bhagat, he can never get out of the hands of youngsters, .. you wrap your scarf well, not to annoy anyone further, change the song on the phone, now a fast number , to help you climb the ladders than the flooded escalator. Time to move out, surpassing a group of 12th class girls, cursing their chemistry faculty for their surprise test tomorrow,,,, so get set ready travelers , while u listen to your fav no on your android, you also end up listening to this group ,,, cursing again and their small chitchat which might make you smile. get ready to be tempted with the aroma of biryani from someone's tiff in. Be ready to be attracted towards that peach handbag, the shoes with those bright laces, .... and dont forget to shower yourself with the neighbor's share of perfume too... happy travelling ...
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what a master piece ..you are surely a genius and going to be the bestseller..thumbs up darl and hopeful for that one day
ReplyDeletethanks love... ur compliments are true inspiration
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ReplyDeletefrOm CHANDA JAISWAL :
ReplyDeletesurely A brilliant piece Of write up, a cOmmuter might be facing such incidents regularly, but putting it dOwn with Mont Blanc (assuming it is scribbled and nOt key-bOarded) On a virgin paper is indubitably nOt a cake walk fOr majOrity …. Just 2 ObservatiOns – first, ‘Chetan Bhagat in the hand’ – is he becOming a symbOl Of any kind amOngst tOdays yOuth that replaces Puzo, Forsyth, Blytton, Iococca likes – well, may be yes with the kind Of lasciviOus unfOldings between the pages ?? and next, I simply lOved that 24 years Old ‘baby’ episOde, yes, why nOt call by name, may be the name was Sita Or Shakuntala Or Sursati :) … and Priyanka abOve calling ‘darl’ instead Of Meenakshi in a blog, Oh hO, katari, simply katari
Minutely observed, eloquently described :)
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