Story type:true story
Cast:Dileep,a good looking girl
Reading:Read it as slow as you can, to get the feel, if you didn't get anything read the same again.Don't skip the brackets.
Principle:-When I have a general ticket in hand, I don't wait for the train to stop.Running, Catching, jumping, sitting --all these four give me a heroic feeling, which I always like to exhibit when ever chance comes.
Aim:To reach Hyderabad before midnight
Train:Intercity express
Boarding at:My home town-Khammam
Time:-5:45 PM
Train arrived.Since the train came late by 40 minutes the passengers on the platform were like bees on a bee hive.As the train is getting slowed down near the station, I ran, Caught the train by jumping on the foot pavement of train, and entered and tried to sit.But there were hand kerchiefs every where.All seats were already reserved by the people through windows throwing their kerchiefs.Then I thought--"I should have used my brain not dillism".One more thing here in each seat three people can sit.After a short while, I found a seat empty with no hand kerchiefs with one woman(Girl's mother) sitting on it.
Me-------------"Is there anyone here?"
Girl's mother--"Yes ofcourse"
I pretended as if I hadn't heard her and sat there.I sat at the edge of the seat with the girl's mother on other edge.After some time I realised she told me lies and what I did was correct (that pretension part)
Time:-6:10 PM
Another man arrived there with his two small children and wife and he too got adjusted in my seat ( now I moved nearer to the aunty) along with the girl's mother(let's call her aunty).His wife sat in the seat infront of us facing towards him and now since I moved nearer to the aunty, her daughter came exactly infront of me.And exactly infront of the aunty there is a bald headed uncle (not her husband, he is a seperate traveller, I will continue to call him uncle from here on)
Now let me be clear with the positions.In the seat I sat the three persons were aunty(near the window),me,and the man and on the other side Uncle(near the window),girl and the woman(the man's wife).Now the two children sat, one on man and the other on the woman(they were kids,sat on their parents ,that's all).
Now the real story starts, for every five seconds the girl's mother started turning her head and observing me for one second.Well I watched the girl four seconds and window for the fifth second when the girls mother turned towards me.The girl is slim, but she is turning her head constantly because of which I could not get a clear glimpse of her face, until climax.
Time:-6:30 PM
Now a samosa waala arrived there and the bald headed uncle bought some samosa.He took them and offered one to the girl.The girl rejected,and here I am waiting for my chance.But I wonder, he offered the girl first,later the girl's mother,later the man and the woman, and their children--all of them rejected and here I am ready to take it, but he hadn't offered me.
Time:-6:45 PM
The girl bended from her seat to say some thing in the mother's ear.Since I am intelligent, I heard each and every word
"Mom the man on the seat beside you (Hey guys not me, the man on the other seat beside our seat) is watching me constantly, not turning his eyes.He is constantly opening his pants buttons and closing them again, I am feeling very much uncomfortable"
And to describe the person who is watching the girl
He wore Gudumbha Shankar pant or like Levi's unbuttoned one with a red shirt.So naturally unbuttoning is for showing style.He has a funky hair and he behaved like a psycho with all the people in train including beggars.
Well ,now I got the reason for the girl's constant head movement( ofcourse our psycho).
Time:-7:00 PM
The girl's mother told me that since the luggage is more, I have to help them during unboarding."Ok aunty no problem"
Now I am sure that I got a good impression from aunty, now it's time for good impression from girl.Suddenly my face turned red and I gave an angry look to the psycho.In my mind--"Did the girl watch me giving angry look? Well let's do it again"
And mean while a chaat wala arrived.That bald headed uncle again offered the girl first, later her mother and others but not me.
And these things continued like this, till the girl's mother cracked a joke
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