The "Geetanjali Express" arrived on time at 3:50 pm.I was soon running with all my might to secure a place in the general bogie.But when i entered the bogie, i very soon realised that i didn't have enough breathing space,leave alone the place to seat.The bogie was jampacked and was smelling of shit , to say the least..As expected i got some space near the toilet..I had a smelly trader and a poor naked kid to accompany me there..The wet floor didn't help my situation..I in constant fear of losing my luggage,placed it near me and that didn't impress the trader much..Finally i agreed to put my stuff elsewhere..Now that trader had kept some of his trade stuff , that he was taking to Mumbai,in one of the toilets and had locked it..He had put the remaining stuff near the toilet region thus completely restricting any moment watsoever..I felt like kicking him in the balls but i was just conserving my energy to somehow tolerate this disgusting situation..And it was just the beginning!!The basin was leaking water on the floor and every now and then someone or the other would come to spit there and that made the situation worse..The watery floor was irritating me but i just held on..The trader tried his level best to get nominated for the maximum beedis smoked in a single train journey..The smoke was killing me..And that shameless guy would spit openly near me every now and then..And soon he became the co-ordinator for the only functional toilet and the movements in the already jampacked region made it unbearable..Soon i was to find that these toilet trips were just an excuse to smoke inside the closed quarters..But there were some shameless creatures who didn't even bother to do that..Since the door were closed due to the cold,i was virtually suffocating in there..And to add on to that there was a "moonfalli waala" who was doing some brisk business and the people too were maintaining the high-standards of general class by throwing the groundnut-covers to every nook and corner of the bogie..And if that was enough there were a bunch of jokers besides me who were contributing some of the worst pj's i had ever heard..And then came the big one!!
Two "chakkas" appeared in the train..I immediately checked my purse and my heart skipped a beat when i saw that i had a 500,50 note and 3 rs as spare.."Koi saala dus rupaye se kam nahin degaa..".I was initially thinking that the "chakkas" are just showing some "dadagiri" or shall i say "chakkagiri" to scare us..But when the more aggressive "chakka" lifted her saree to scare a kid and started doing some unmentionable gestures to a middle-aged kid who refused to pay,i understood the gravity of the situation..Luckily i got the less aggressive chakka."Aur smarty paise dheele kar..".."Arey yeh kya sirf 3 rupey..".."I have only this much..."..After a stare."Wooh..Tum sab saale aisey hi kanjoos ho.."..And when finally the more aggressive chakka passed me , i had a sigh of relief..
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