My "Times of India"

My permanent seat. Ain't no morning newspaper for me but a ticket to see India. I dont know why, may be I get a too nostalgic after a few beers or I genuinely miss my days. Why do I call it "My permanent Seat", "my ticket to see India"... Read on folks.
My plans are instant. My instincts dont have to wait for the damn Waiting List of Indian Railways and I will never pay that TC an extra dime for a berth! Solution: Pack a bunch of news papers, find a corner near the toilets, spread 'em there and sit! That was my favourite seat with my legs hangin out of the doorway watching each and every paddy fields go by, judging which state are we in by the color of the soil :-). Listening to the rattle of the iron wheels striking a symphony with the rails, trying to hypnotize myself by constantly looking at the rails below, moving fast. Those were certainly fast... I have come very far.
Nights were cool, but the worst was the morning time when people jump over you, under pressue to do their early morning duties. Sometimes it amazes me when I see how much people are scared to doo in the tiolet of an Indian Rail. Ladies bring along their husbands, who stand guard outside... giving a glare to anyone passing by.. as if to say "Be careful... my wife is shitting.. huh!". May be he is trying to warn us of her farts!... ha ha that is how I interepret things :P
And parents, they come runing after their nearly grown up kids, they don't wanna let 'em go inside and doo alone, scared kid might fall off the train through the hole, I can't understand how! Poor kid... under pressure has to do it in front of the parent. Funny!!! Always! Water used to start tricklin from the toilets to my paper! There goes my seat. Tragedy! Me again need to somehow spend the morning hangin from the doors.
Come afternoon and... Wait wait!... I hear something... the most scary sound on a train. That of a "clap" That sound means "You can run, you can hide, but u can't esacpe my goat!" Yea those are the chakkas (eunuchs). In my early days I used to get nervous when they used to come. But then I learnt a trick (out of experience ofcourse :-)). Trick was. act dead, numb, as if you are done with life and ... thats it. They'll leave u alone. As people do with all dying people.
"Travel a mile and you will learn more than you learn by reading an entire book". A rule I should say. I certainly beleive in it. I dont know what all I learnt, may be it is a kind of learning you cant account for, but you apply that in your day to day life.
To end on a gyani note. "People who change places, Change their fate". So guys, next time you are going somewhere. You are not just going, you are going to change your fate. :-)

P.S. I know ... overdose :P