Son: Father what time will the train reach?
Father: I think its late, even i am travelling for the first time in this train, I have checked with people and they say its 4 hours late.. Now stop bugging me and let me sleep.. And why are you worried? We will reach there on time..
(Boy tries to sleep, but just can't get sleep every ten minutes he wakes up.. checks with every second chai walla.. "Bhaiya when will this train reach?")
Sumegh and I were waiting for the bus and it was already half an hour past the departure time on the ticket.. We called up the bus driver about 5-6 times.. and everytime we got the same answer "Bus traffic main Dharavi main fassi hai, time lagega.. 20 min lagega".. I think we walked about a kilometer to and fro the shops at chembur.. asking almost every shop walla again and again "What time will Neeta Travels come?"
Finally its well past 11:10pm..
Father: Wake up, we are here.. WAKE UP!
(Boy just throws the blanket away.. and gets ready to unboard the train.. Its raining heavily, father and son search for the prepaid taxi counter)
Father: How much?
Counter guy: Sir Rs650 only.
Father: The taxi walla said he will charge only Rs 500, generally prepaid counter should be charging less
Counter boy: Kya karega sir, off season hai.. customer aata nai hai.. humko association ko be paisa dena hota hai.
(Finally they stuck at deal at Rs 500.. Father and son get into the old maruti van, driven by a old driver.. who can jus see through his broken glasses)
Driver: Sahab , where you want to go?
Father: We are looking for a hotel
Son: Why hotel? lets go directly na.. tey said they will allow parents also. I will get to meet people
Father: Are you mad? Its already 12.. What you expect? People with garlands to welcome you.. And stop being impatient.Idiot!
Finally the bus is at chembur.. Sumegh and I get on the bus.. praying it reaches on time to Goa.. Bus stops after 1 hour of journey at some place outside Mumbai.. Sumegh and I are constanly uttering the best gallis we know.. we both just want to reach goa.. Finally the bus starts and we feel sleep waking only at 6:45 am, once the bus stops at a hotel for breakfast.. The gallis are back..
Sumegh: "Why the bloody, can't they hav breakfast once we reach goa.."
Finally father and the son reach a hotel..
Father: Get a good sleep.. You must be tired.. We will go tommorow morning..!
Boy (to himself): I am not tired.. I just want to go..
Boy: Pa wat time we will go..
Father: wat time does the office open?
Boy: I don't know but I think it opens at 8:30 in the morning
Father: Then we will go around 11.
Boy: 11? wont it be too late? I want to go early.. I may not get a good room if we dont reach early..
Father: Oki lets c in the morning. Now just go to sleep
Finally father is persuaded and he and the boy reach the place at 9am only to find that every one is sleeping.. father scolds the son for his impatience.. but the son is already in his dream world.. he has fallen for the place.. he jus loves it..
Bus reaches exactly at 11 in the morning and we go to sumegh's place to freshen up.. I just wanted to go to college.. But after having amazing breakfast Aunty (Sumegh's mom) had made, I wanted to stay back till dinner also.. we had lunch.. amazing food.. I was full! (havn't eaten so much since i left home in May)... So finally it was time to visit GIM again.. and I couldn't wait reaching there once I got into the car..
I visited the placed after 6 months.. but the impatience to reach back was still the same as I had when I came the first time.. I just wanted to see the place.. (the feeling was the same, just like one I have when I am too enthu to reach home town to meet my loved ones).. Anyways the two days passed like a flash! I didnt want to come back to Mumbai.. No one wanted.. Every one of us was jus trying to delay.. get another 5-10-15 mins wateva from the time so that he/she can spend the time at this place.
4 comments:
oye, it was not nine, when u've reached GIM for first time, because i came at 7:30 and u were already there.
bhai...goa or manipal...d story's d same (as goa is d only place i feel, tht resembles manipal...rather..it is vice-versa..with all due respect to GOA)...amazing post!!
amazin piece of writin..wanted it to go on n on..felt lyk a gr8 book in d makin..i wud evn lyk 2 mk a documentry out of it..:)
nw d critic side: needs refinemnt..enuf of easy writin..its time 2 get professional nw..
i really m lookin froward 2 c ur books in d book stores
Thanks Indzz :)..
@ Adi.. bhai lot of similarities..:)
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