Railtrip 22/03/2009 -23/03/2009

This world is very funny and i find myself in the most interesting situations. The people make them interesting... Special people.. All of them.
I am in jaipur now typing my thoughts. As i had decided to visit my cousins n my grandmother came to know about this, my bag was filled with sweets and cakes and other stuff and also other stuff that she wanted me to deliver. I was told that other than my cousins whom i love i was also supposed to meet other relatives who were much older and who had come to my house wen i was two years old n they had hugged me n they really liked me... I really dont know y i deserve the torture... i would lock myself in a dark room.. take a tissue n write "life sucks" on it and stare at that paper for 200 hrs, that would still be more interesting. Anyways, i reached the railway station on time. The train was 30 minutes late. ok.. wise are the people who announce the delay.
Announcement 1.. "The train to jaipur is 10 minutes late, we feel sorry for the travellers"
10 minutes later..
Announcement 2.. "The train to jaipur is 15 minutes late, we feel sorry for the travellers"
15 minutes later....
Announcement 3.. "The train to jaipur is 25 minutes late, we feel sorry for the travellers"
Do u really care... and as if u dint know,then y dont just tell me.. i cant harm the rail department in any possible way.
Finally i enter the train with a small bag of my clothes n a gigantic bag that grandmother gave me.
After placing my bag( for which i had to ask the man sitting on my berth to move his bag and he reacted as if i has asked him for one of his kidneys). At the station i got a book called "The alchemist" which i was wanting to read since long. I start reading and i get a little distracted(trust me am very polite) i heard two old men discussing. One of them has been comin to jaipur for a land which belonged to his ancestors or somebody and somebody had fooled him and taken away his land and though he is really rich and so happy with his life yet he goes to jaipur to attend the court so that someday may be when he was 102 yrs old he would get the land. He said he knew he would never win the case but his life had rules and they had to be respected. The other old man who was listening told him that he was so proud of old man 1. I had nothing to say so i tried to concenterate on my book.. The old man 1 kept speaking about the battles that he had fought in life and how he loved to fight..: )
I was still trying to concentrate when a bunch of people came in.. sat down and started singing. Prayers. They are holy people, cant sit even for a while without remembering god but i really admire that. (yes i do... yet i was so irritated that i wanted to replace myself with the determined shepherd in the book who was having so much trouble chasing his dreams) Yet i dint say anything(admire my patience). Then a man came who was supposed to sit in the next cabin.. he was working on his laptop... probably a very busy businessman who had work to take care of, one who could not just keep singing God songs even if he wanted to. N good things happen because God is there. The businessman started shouting at the holy men telling them that they were noise, that he loved god but work was his life n that if the torture dint stop he might just tell god that they r bad people...: ))
n then everybody lived peacefully... i slept early and wen i woke up i was near the station.. i do remember Old man 1 and 2 talking in the morning about how nice they were.. But that dint last long n i was home n safe (for those who care).