Train Companion..!!

“When I die, I want to go peacefully like my Grandfather did, in his sleep -- not screaming, like the passengers in his car.”

“Hoooo…hahahah..” laughed….. coughed……… laughed………. coughed harder… Man, I was having the time of my life.

It was a small town which was on view through the caged windows of the train, as it retarded in speed before coming to a halt. I resembled an asthma patient gasping for breath, with the company of this man sitting beside me. He’d introduced himself as- “ Mr. Prasad, a proffessor for class 12 for English” raised his glasses and continued-“One who talks while students are asleep” for which I had let out a bomb blast like laughter, terrorising people sitting around me. I’d then offered him some peanuts, for which he fixed a stared at them, examined them in such a way that it made me feel aweful that I hadn’t had a magnifying glass handy. He continued his contemplation, and finally, like a scientist, gave me some advice- “ Peanuts are to be well roasted. Then salted. Then neatly packed. Then thrown into the dust bin. I hate peanuts.” This time I didn’t quite jump off my chair nor did I laugh like a dinosaur. I had a distant feeling like that of - Kissing a Policeman.



Meanwhile, as the train was back in motion, a girl, whom I had named- ‘The Social Secretary of the Compartment’, came by carrying a small baby of some lady who was seated rows away. I mean, some people, in the name of socialising start pissing you off. She brought the baby close to me and whispered to the baby- “ Say ‘hii’ to uncle” and the baby started playing with my nose. God damn… Uncle?? Anyway, I drew the girl closer and whispered- “ Looking at the baby’s expressions, I feel it might piss any moment.” Needless to say that my plan succeeded and she slid out of sight in a nanosecond. Meanwhile, I observed ‘Mr. Professor’ busy reading ‘Chandamama’ as I tried my level best to shut up.

Anyway, after another two hour long, entertaining journey, the train touched Bangalore, which meant that Mr. Prasad had no other option but to give some rest to his mouth while I made a mental note to visit the doctor with my jaw. As the train and his mouth came to a complete halt, we fetched our respective bags, waved ‘good-bye’ to our social secretary and stepped out of the train as I began a ‘search operation’ for the one and only Roshan, who was supposed to be here to pick me up. I phoned him to find him on the other side- “ Heylo! When is your train gonna reach man? I’m in the third platform waiting for you.”

“My dear Roshan. Third platform from the ‘Front’ entrance not the ‘Back’ entrance.”

“2 mins.” ….Damn…….

In two minutes, I spotted him sprinting like Sharukh Khan ( without a bouquet of course) towards me as I turned to offer Mr. Prasad a drive upto his place. Like all professors, he shamelessly accepted the invitation. I mean, atleast a simple“ no, It’s okay” would have been nice. Anyway, we walked out of the station with Roshan leading us, as though escorting us. After a walk which almost tended to infinity, I spotted a huge, erect ‘No Parking’ sign board and Roshan’s car right below it. The sight, nothing new to me though. Talk about irresponsible citizens.

As we were about to enter the car, Roshan noticed a piece of paper stuck onto his wipers. Roshan retrieved the piece of paper, which said ‘ Parking Fine’. He got back to us and held it with enthusiasm, and said- “ Look at this. Parking Fine.”

The reflexes were enough for Mr. Prasad to reply- “When u find a slip – “Parking Fine” on your car… It doesn’t mean your parking was fine.”

“You dumb head,” I completed the sentence….. laughed…. Coughed… laughed… coughed harder…

25 additions to the crap:

Aarthi June 4, 2009 at 12:32 PM  

And you said... you had lost that thing for writing! LOL...

Damn... ROFLMAO... the ending! :P

яノςんム June 4, 2009 at 3:14 PM  

rofl!!

And Arjun is back.. or was juz a sneak peek??

man!! I dunno wat is it with this Roshan of yours.. i mean y is he such a dumb head or d u exaggerate?? :P

Arjun June 4, 2009 at 3:39 PM  

@ Aarthi

i still say the same da.. ;)

Thnks :)

@Richa

hehe.. donno ... maybe a sneak peek.. :P :P confused... ;)

Roshan is a fictional character ya.. He's dance to my tunes.. :P

Cheers..!!
Arjun

Priyanka June 4, 2009 at 4:02 PM  

nice one fan...entertaining....
funny! :D
roshan is dumb but my fav :P ...uske aate hi story aur b interesting ho jati hai ..hehe

Swetha Padakandla June 4, 2009 at 4:26 PM  

hey nice
i hope there is some continuation in this part.. :) bt the title was train companion! so i think the story ended.. :)

"It doesn’t mean your parking was fine.”
smarty prof.. :D

cheers

Swetha Padakandla June 4, 2009 at 4:26 PM  

in btw, thnx for following me! :)

Thoorika June 5, 2009 at 1:03 AM  

sorry but enaku konjam puriyala!!!

Shimmer June 5, 2009 at 2:23 AM  

Haahaha!! nice proffessor..loll

good writin. keep it up:D:D

lachu June 5, 2009 at 6:36 AM  

hehehe love roshan.............................cheers
lachu
:)

Tara June 5, 2009 at 11:29 AM  

I feel like this teacher saying 'keep it up' all the time! :D AMAZING! :D God likes some people and God doesn't like some others. And I realize God isn't quite fond of me. ;) And this is how you study, some people have all the talent I say! :) Waise, when are you introducing me to Roshan? :P He's cute daa! ;)

Arjun June 5, 2009 at 11:39 AM  

@fan

hehe.. Roshan uh??

Dumb guys r fun.. :P

thnk u fan...

@Swetha

no thnks n all :)

No continuation ya... U'll get used to my posts in the next 1 or 2 posts.. hehe...

Keep Comin... :)

Arjun June 5, 2009 at 11:40 AM  

@thoorika

yendha konjam puriyala?? hehe...

@Shimmer

After a long time.. :) Hw u doin??

Nice.. if u liked it.. :)
Thnks

Arjun June 5, 2009 at 11:45 AM  

@lachu

Roshan is single... Contact me for further.. ;)

@Tara

Ma'am... ;) vanankkam... thatha ke teacher aa?? yenna kaalam idhu.. :P

n god hates me ya... ;) ... Now on, I shall join u on ur temple visits on tuesday n friday.. ok va :P

This is how i study.. :) .. It's called e-studying ;) ;)

Roshan...?? Too many girls in the queue.. I'm collecting Rs.200 per head... Beg, borrow or steal... i dont care.. :P hehe

Saif June 5, 2009 at 3:14 PM  

"say hi to uncle"...haaha.. one of the things that piss me off :-)

Meera June 5, 2009 at 5:27 PM  

hahahaha! lol..
cool one! :)

Arjun June 5, 2009 at 5:35 PM  

@saif

exactly bro... I feel like tearing off my shirt n gin mad.. hehe :P

@Meera

:) :) :)

Shimmer June 6, 2009 at 4:42 PM  

im gud dude, nd yeah long time :D
hws u?

asit dhal June 6, 2009 at 9:56 PM  

that's yet another funny story ab ur experience...

hoping u will write more and kick our tickle bone !!!!

Matangi Mawley June 6, 2009 at 11:40 PM  

LOL!! gr8 read!

uchiha teee June 9, 2009 at 6:06 AM  

hehe . lmao @ 'parking' fine :]

btw, i dont usually bring up typo's in ppl's blogs( me being dyslexic a reason).But the typo in this post is paradoxical :]

Mr. Prasad, a proffessor for class 12 for English

and yes i hate the smug hippies who try to snatch babies the moment they spot em
.

Arjun June 9, 2009 at 10:26 AM  

@Shimmer

Am good too... ;)

@Asit

Thank u bro..!! Glad to see ur comment.. :) :)

Arjun June 9, 2009 at 10:29 AM  

@Matangi

Long time.. :) .. thnk u

@tejesh

Thanks for pointing it out dude.... Must have been a typo in that line... hehe.. yeah paradoxical.. ;)

lol at the those smug hippies.. :P

perturbed perceiver June 9, 2009 at 1:28 PM  

smart prof's u have, and smarter frndz!;)
nice read..:)

Arjun June 9, 2009 at 3:49 PM  

Smarter frnds.. uh ..???

All u others.. Listen to that ... ;) hehe

Thanks yar :)

Cheers..!!
Arjun

Shanu June 15, 2009 at 11:18 PM  

ROFL!! Too good

Love the baby pissing bit..hate ppl who call me aunty..im just 20 something for god's sake!!

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