(NGP-SBC : 20/03/14 - Rajdhani Express)
So I’m back with another travelogue. It’s been
close to 3 months I’ve had the pleasure of travelling and today has been a day
perfect for it. So the reason I’m traveling is to attend Construkt fest in the
It hub of India – Bangalore. The last two days were spent in a garage trying to
bring to life my creation, Project Lincoln (www.projectlincoln.co). Last night, tired in soul and flesh, we
finally did complete the goal of firing up the engine. I got back home, post
visiting a friend in the hospital. Early morning plans were to get the huge
monster to the railway station for getting it shipped to Bangalore.
I got up at 7-ish and got ready for the early
morning battle. Shrikant was there at my place for the night, and Rohan was
getting ready to get his hands dirty. I had packed up my bags in a hurry the
night before and we headed to the garage to get the bike lifted from there. My
parents were going to drop by at the station with my luggage, and me with the
mean machine. We reached the garage and got a vehicle to transport the pod from
there. I was on the trailer with the pod, and all the way eyes striking us.
After a little fumbling at the station, we somehow got the pod down the station
at the luggage counter. The crowd was crazy, awed but not a single hand ready
to work. Disappointing.
The next news was something that broke me a
bit. The pod had a few legal issues that needed to be taken care of and I had
my train in the next hour. After a lot of talks and buzz, I finally took the
decision to leave the matter in the hands of my parents and Rohan. I had to
move ahead.
The traveler’s luck. Here something happened to
me for the first time in life. As I reached the platform and head towards my
boogie, I saw a friend, Ankita. To my surprise she and her friend, xx were also
headed to Bangalore in the same train. Co-incidence yes. Happened a lot of
times with me. The height of co-incidence, she was in the same coach, and to add
to it, we had seats in succession! A never imagined, highly strange
co-incidence.
And the journey began, chatting and catching up
with each other
. To add to the awesomeness of the travel, as usual I had a 2yr old cute kiddo with us, jumping up here and there. What was more exciting was happening outside the train, back in the station. The pod faced a few legal troubles and Rohan and my parents were on the receiving end of it. Coming back in the train, this was my second time in Rajdhani, and this train lived upto its promise of not letting its passengers stay hungry even for a second. As soon we finished the first treat of soup and breadsticks, the lunch was ready to be served to us.
. To add to the awesomeness of the travel, as usual I had a 2yr old cute kiddo with us, jumping up here and there. What was more exciting was happening outside the train, back in the station. The pod faced a few legal troubles and Rohan and my parents were on the receiving end of it. Coming back in the train, this was my second time in Rajdhani, and this train lived upto its promise of not letting its passengers stay hungry even for a second. As soon we finished the first treat of soup and breadsticks, the lunch was ready to be served to us.
Long chats and a lot of butt hurting time
later, I finally decided to get some air and went out to sit with a group of
men who were basking in the warm natural air. The bright and sunny weather was
more pleasing than the cool air conditioned space inside. In such long journeys
one will always see a group of men near the train doors, which are turned into
a smoking gallery. The best courtships will be spotted here, between two
strangers.
Later I got back, and since the atmosphere was
brewing with conversations, we heated it up with a few more topics for a mere
reason to kill time. As usual, I took out my laptop and started writing this
article to share with you guys! It continued for a while and then we were
aching to get up and roam around. Finally a station arrived and I got down to
get some blood flowing in my limbs. It was
a laid back station and I saw a fairly old, yet rare bullet shaped engine. I
was jolly as a kid!
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