The Perfect Nightmare

I was stuck amongst hundreds of people crowding around from all direction, in such a manner that I could not only smell their body odour but also the oil that was applied on their hair. I could feel their sweat rolling down as if it was on my own body. The vibrating mobile gave me a jerk. It was a place where a slight body movement could cause hullabaloo or could even mean death to some. Apart from this diagrammatic layout, there were sound effects too. Children were crying, ladies were fighting, some singing songs, one screaming on the mobile…….. I was thankful to God for the 5.7 feet height that he gave that I could at least breathe. In short, all my sensory organs were given a platform to explore their potential to the fullest. Yes, I was traveling in a train to Andheri Station. And this is just the journey, my destination was still be reached. As the station was arriving, I felt like a kid who was just waiting for the school bell to ring. I had just begun to sense the pleasure, till they kicked me out of the train in its true sense.

Andheri Station, an ocean of people which is always on a high tide, a place where the bus line reaches miles away from the bus stop, the tiles on bridge can tremble you down to the last step which could lead to a stampede, there are no traffic rules despite the Traffic Police standing right there, blowing his whistle which goes simply ignored as there are much louder noises, he has no option but to stand helplessly. You have to find your own to reach the other end of the road, which is blocked by BEST buses moving at the pace of a tortoise in a beeline. In short, A MAD HOUSE

I somehow made my way. I was rushed towards Teli galli as the sun was focusing its spotlight on me. Finally I reached my office bus, which is such a great relief! Feeling blessed, I heaved a sigh if relief. Otherwise, I would have continued with Part II, in a bus.
Oh shit! It’s time to go home, time for a repeat telecast!!!


Happiness,
Kally

Comments

Unknown said…
Quite a few people would be experiencing the same in Mumbai b'coz of increasing population.It's not the trains to be blamed but we the people are responsible for everything on this earth.

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