METRO DIARY

Last night after attending fabulous opening of GPPRO (multiple brands showroom for cameras & lenses as well as other photography equipment) in Lajpat nagar, I went to see my nephew who was hospitalised in vaishali for past three days because of stomach infection.

Stayed there and when I left it’s already 10:20pm. So walked towards metro and found metro ready on platform, I hoped in sat on the corner of the seat and took out my cell phone and started checking all the notification I had through out the day for all profiles in social media. 

I did not know after how much time but internet reception of my cell phone started irritating me so I  lift up my face and looked towards outside of metro window and found we are about to reach RAJIV Chowk so it was very common in tunnel. 

When door opens of my coach, a well dressed boy around 5’10height, clean shaved, round face cut, Wheatish complexion, wearing specs entered and sat on another corner of seating space where I was already sat. There was something different about him which caught my eye but I could not see him directly as it would not have made him comfortable. So I have started looking at his mirror image reflecting on the window mirror of the metro in front of us. 

He was kind of desperate, irritated, or I thought was not feeling well. May be he had the migraine problem as he was frequently holding his forehead and pressing it or rubbing it. His eyes were like in too much pain. It’s was very difficult to see him in that much pain. 

So I thought let me ask him if he needed some help. As I was about to rose up from my seat I saw he was dialling someone’ no. So I left the idea of asking for providing my help. 

But kept my eye on him. 

But at one point I found him very much uncomfortable so finally I stood and as I moved towards him I saw his phone rang and he started video call with someone. So I stood there and tried to listen if he was needed any help. 

What I heard is:- 

“”BHAI metro Mein hoon””

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“”Bus ghar aane Wala hai””

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“”BHAI bura haal hai””

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“”saalo ne jyada pila di ab sir dukh raha hai.””

Bus as I heard this my steps towards him moved towards the gate of metro and alight on my destination, And laughed. Couple of co-passengers looked at me like I was a crazy guy. 

And I was like 

“”Waah re Teri duniya upar wale.

ABHi Aur sikhna hai””

And walked towards my home.

METRO DIARY

“” METRO DIARIES””

Last night on way back to home, The one urban family entered in metro at RAJIV Chowk, Mother, father with their 4-5 year old daughter. Girl was very cute and little naughty but obeying her mother orders. Her father was enjoying seeing her play around the pole in metro. I was also enjoying to watch her play. After sometime when she was tired she sat on lap of her father. And wanted to play some games on mobile. But her father taught her some other game than usual. He gave her an old phone with keypad and taught her how to dial a number(dialed his another no.). Took the call on other handset and started talking to her over handsets. The kid was laughing truly in her essence. And her parents enjoying her laugh like they have all they need, the sign of peace and satisfaction can be seen on their faces. And I yes I too had the satisfaction of seeing something genuine, honest and true emotion. 

Life will goes on........

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