Sunday, November 18, 2012

It's Wait-listed !



An old woman in bright blue tattered saree, with lots of small shimmering props knitted all over, was squatting on four sheets of newspaper besides her eight year old grandson. The anguish of years spent worthless, suffering and ceaseless destitution was evident in her eyes. The boy, with disheveled soiled hair, unaware of his fate, looked anxiously at every person that passed by, staring at some for long and transiently at others. Nearby, on a cemented bench, a man in plush black coat, wearing glossy black shoes was reading newspaper. The headline read, ‘Coalgate scam exposed, uproar in both Houses’. While I pondered about Indian reality and contribution of politicians to social and economic gap in Indian Society at Platform 9 of New Delhi Railway Station, the C5 coach of Ludhiana-Delhi Shatabadi halted in front. I was on my journey to Ludhiana, a major city located in centre of Punjab.


After waiting for nearly two hours, I was to finally get on-board. A sense of cheerfulness and delight dawned on my face. I looked at the irctc sms to get my seat number. My satisfaction suddenly made its way into skepticism. There was no seat number mentioned in the sms. I pulled out paper ticket from my bag. WL5. For few seconds I stood still, open-mouthed, wondering what I just saw was in actual. There was no time to waste. I rushed as fast as I could making my way through the congested platform, seeping through crevices in crowd of people on foot over-bridge to reach status query kiosk at Platform 1. While my body worked hard to get to the destination, the mind found itself clogged with thoughts. Lots of thoughts seemed to be simultaneously running as mind jumped from one to other in split-seconds. I condemned the person in me for being so careless. I was anxious what if ticket was not confirmed. Mind could hardly conclude anything till I reached and hurriedly entered PNR number on touch screen. CONFIRM C8 54. A sense of relief flowed through the soul. But, there were still eight platforms to cross before I could rest. I hurried. I ran. I panicked. I watched the train moving while I ran on the over-bridge… 


Saturday, October 13, 2012
On-board,
From Ludhiana to Delhi