Are we there yet, Mr. Modi & Mr. Prabhu?

Date of Journey : 28th Feb, 2016 , Atarra to Jhansi, UP Sampark Kranti Express

Unusually,the train arrived at Atarra station just on time. I had to struggle to get into a sleeper coach. Sleeper coaches should only be occupied by passengers who have reserved the seats with confirmed tickets. Passengers with waiting list (WL) tickets are not permitted to board the train.
Everything was just USUAL. The coach was filled with people who either had general coach tickets and people who have waiting list tickets. 12-16 people were occupying the 8 seater compartments. There were 3 times more people in the coach than expected.
Everybody was sitting silently , adjusting (‘Jugaad kar ke seat ka intezaam ho gaya tha’). I saw all this and could not sit silently. I sent many tweets to Mr.Prabhu,RailMinCare, DRMDelhi and informed them about the situation.


The only reply I got from everywhere was to call 182.

The train had left Banda station.I asked my brother to file a complaint on 182. He did and thats when the UNUSUAL things started.

The RPF showed up at the Mahoba station. One policeman came to my seat and asked, who filed the complaint? I raised my hand and then the conversations started.
He asked me what was the problem. I told him 16 people are occupying the compartment of 8 people. He made a mockery out of it as if trying to announce to the whole compartment. He asked me to come out of the train.
There were 5-6 policemen on the mahoba station waiting to address the issue. I met them. One of the heavy bulky guy , who seemed to be the leader started asking me questions and this conversation made me think, are we there yet?

The Leader : Kya problem hai?
I: 8 log ke compartment me 16 log baithe hai. Poore coach me bina reservation ticket ke log baithe hain.
The Leader : Aap karte kya ho? Problem kya hai? Aapko aapki seat mili ke nahi?
I: Me software engineer hun. Mere ko seat mili but meri birth(supposed to be occupied by 3 people) pe 5 log baithe hai.
The Leader: *laughs loudly* ye problem hamari nahi hai. TTE se baat kariye. He asked for the TTE.

*One guy went to check for the TTE and came back with the response ‘The train is unmanned’*

I: Dekhiye, ab ye kiski problem hai? TTE he nahi he train me 4 ghante se?
The Leader: Ye railways ke problem hai. Railways itne TTE he hire nahi karti he ke har train me TTE lagaya jaye.
I: *shocked*
The Leader: Ye saare hindustan ke problem hai. Koi 5 bacche paida karta he koi 10. Railways ko waiting ticket he nahi bechna chahiye.
I: Waiting ticket pe travel karna allowed nahi he. Ye kaun check karega?
The Leader: Jab draupadi ( reference – train) ka cheer haran hua tha,toh sab ( He and his company) khade dekh rahe the. Me 20 saal se dekh raha hun, India pehle bhi aise he tha , aaj bhi aise he hai and aise he rahega. Ye Modi aur Prabhu kuch nahi kar sakte. Koi kuch nahi kar sakta is desh ka.
I: Aap aaye, acha laga. Dheeme dheeme he ye desh badlega. Dhanyawaad.
*And I left, furious*

We have heard a lot of good stories about Mr. Prabhu’s customer sensitization campaigns but this is really a shocking one. The question is , how will we change the system when we have such blood sucking, unmotivated officials in our system? There has certainly been great improvement in the Indian Railways, thanks to Mr.Prabhu and Mr.Modi , but are we there yet?


Dream Odyssey – The Girl

P.S. : This post is purely a work of fiction.

I was a little drunk. She was a little drunk too. We both were a little unconscious. She is a girl I used to like, I do not know if she liked me back or not. But then, I walked away from her life.

Out of nowhere, I found myself sitting with her on a railway station with a  lot of luggage. She asked me “Why did you leave?”. I was silent. I did not have an answer. At that moment, she kissed me, I kissed her back. And then we saw something weird,  half of the luggage we were traveling with was gone, it had just disappeared. I asked her “Where is half our luggage?” . She seemed least interested and somehow I stopped thinking about it too.

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Then suddenly I found myself sitting with her in a small bench-cum-hut far down the typical Indian railway station out of the shade. She again asked me the same question, “Why did you leave?”. I did not answer. She kissed me again. She started taking off her clothes and this time, we got a little intimate. And then again we noticed the same weird thing. Half of the luggage was gone again. I noticed and ignored. She noticed and ignored too.

And then our train started approaching the station. It came to a halt. We settled ourselves in our seats with whatever luggage we were left with. We slept. And when I woke up, I found myself sleeping in some another seat with her awake beside me  and another half of our luggage gone, yet again. We could not care less.

There was an attack. The train came to a halt. A large crowd of people barged into the train and started beating rest of the passengers but us. We were shocked and jumped out of the train with one small bag which was left with us. We were running fast through the platform to get away from that train.

We jumped into another train. We sat and the train left.  I saw her skin starting to turn black. I was worried. Her skin completely turned black. I was about to kiss her when I saw her teeth start to grow. They had started to come out of her mouth. She had turned into a monster. Suddenly, she was over me and trying to strangle me to death. I started reciting  the ‘hanuman chalisa’. And then after a few moments, SHE FLEW AWAY.

Who was she ? Who was stealing our luggage ? Why didn’t the crowd attack us?


Dream Odyssey

I could not breathe. I was being strangled , strangled to death. I could not open my eyes properly. Every time my eyes opened, I could see a shape , shape of a human body, just the outline , nothing else was visible.

And then that shape pulled me up , carried me for a few miles and then I heard a loud sound , “THUD”. I was on the ground.

And then my eyes opened. I was on my bed , wide awake , looking for that shape but there was nothing to be found except darkness. My eyes adjusted to the darkness.The pupils became as big as they could. I started seeing the shapes in my room , the table, the photoframe, the coffee mug and the chair. “Wait there is something on the chair, that same humanly shape” , I thought. It stood up and started coming towards me. I jumped out of the bed and ran towards the door and went out. I fell .

I had fallen and there was no one to catch me . Another intense sound.

And I woke up , I was on my bed. I could see the sun rays coming in from the windows. The darkness and the shape , were gone.


Cannon Love

To the massiveness that is . We stand somewhere between the mountain and the ant.


To the ripples in life that lead to the awesomeness.  When a human being moves away from nature,his heart becomes hard.


The sea, once it casts its spell, holds one in its net of wonder forever.

On earth, there is no heaven, but there are pieces of it.


And to the mountains and the rock formations that make us realize, how small we are .


And to the tiny little things that make our day !!


Earth and sky, woods and fields, lakes and rivers, the mountain and the sea, are excellent schoolmasters, and teach some of us more than we can ever learn from books.

And some more reasons to visit Cannon,

The Astoria Megler Bridge (yes it is 6.5 kms long) and the Pacific

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“Darkness cannot drive out darkness: only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate: only love can do that.”

“We are all broken , that’s how light gets in .”

Light has always amazed me. The things you can do with a beam of light are endless . No wonder we always try to find a ray of light in darkness. There is a crack in everything , that’s how light gets in.  There is a crack in darkness too, it cannot stay for long. It cracks , it will crack  someday, have faith and be optimistic . When a ray of light is found by one , it affects others around. Light cannot contain itself in a small room , it scatters , the beams will reach as far as they can.

But darkness teaches us something, it teaches us to stay strong. In the light , we read the invention of others, it is the darkness that leads to new inventions, it is when we create new stories, it is where we try to experiment and create a crack so that the light can get in . And the cycle goes on.

Here are few of my experiments with light.

1- Light Ninjas

I am glad these girls volunteered for this. This came out, unexpectedly, great. A dark room and a torch is all you need.


2- Ghostly figures

These guys flock outside my house every night .

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4 – Flying heads

In trying to create some ghostly figures, this is what I ended up with.