@15-04-18/ The Malayali girl

Life gets better when you don’t anticipate.

At the night of  @14-04-18, I went to a nearby restaurant. I’ve ordered my meals and waited for some time. As I couldn’t resist, my enthusiastic hands took control over a pen and began to write about the trek,

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To catch the 4:15 train to Kochi, I started at 3:30 in the morning. I finally got on the train at 4:50 and had a reception with few sleepy pairs of eyes on the seventh compartment. I’ve decided to take a short nap until the sun peeks from the east. As I finally got to my seat, I saw a bag beside which stood a girl along with her male companion. While I was looking at my seat number on my phone, he said that she wants a lower berth.

After few minutes, I’ve settled on the upper berth. As the train started to move, her male companion got off the train. I couldn’t identify faces at that time. After half-an-hour, I began to peek if there was any sign of sun from the east for every ten minutes.

I finally got the glimpse of the ray touching the train,

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As I was replaying the tapes, I saw the face of the girl in golden ray.  I asked myself,

Is it me or she looks really beautiful..?

I must confess that I was a little carried away. It might be that the fact that I acknowledged the truth of short life from the late trek on the previous day.

Life is fragile without experiences.

I started the conversation and it took for over two hours of the ride. She is awesome when it comes to talking to a stranger. I thought that if I get a yes/no answer, I would cease any attempt to talk further.  She loved the idea of traveling and in fact, she gave some names from her bucket list.

When topic shifted to movies, she took my travel journal and wroteCapture14

about twenty movies.

She said that she was doing her PG in Chennai and was returning to her hometown. I thought to give her a novel. When I asked her about the author, she said that she didn’t like her writings.

We exchanged numbers and she got off at her station.

 

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@12-04-18/ Along the way to coimbatore.

Everything went so incredibly perfect. Events that link to form unforgettable memories yet terrifying. The train that arrived at 12:20 in the morning and fortunate departure at the exact location, which is near to the bus station. The happenings inside the train are usual as in every Indian rail travel.

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the rays from the east…

In particular, The president of mid-thirties commanded the air on the debate of politics and argued that the status of poor people is getting even poorer while the benefits of such laws are enjoyed by higher class. I often couldn’t believe how good the expressions become a great asset to a storyteller. He always adds the word, “Whether you believe it or not…” before any answer or for any statistics. He went on to talk about the attitude of Kerala people and opportunities in Bangalore. As the current in our compartment was little dim, President went to talk to the local station manager and solved the problem. There are many characters that made my journey awesome. For instance,

 

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Enroute to Coimbatore. along with three fellow strangers/friends watching my camera feed…   

Joke-A-Lot – A character that can make a joke at any given time. If the train moves slow, he responds. If the voice of a samosa seller is different…

Sir-Lazy – I couldn’t understand what he was. Even when I asked him to move his legs from my seat, it took him an eternity to act. I thought that his time is too slow for a human.

And it was as if the casting was chosen in a way that no two persons acquire the same attitude.

In Coimbatore, I have decided to climb the seven mountains to reach the Kailash located at Poondi. Sure, it was a hasty decision. I mean, the first solo travel to get trekking experience on a hill that I’ve no idea, in the chilled night.

I didn’t know that I would’ve to experience the most terrific moments of my life on 13-04-2018.

 

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