train chronicles-the chappal saga.

take away my pain....(yea...ughgh..my nose,my teeth,my throat..)
leave the cold outside....(viral attack!!!)
please don't let it rain.....(my nose sure is raining mucous)
don't stumble on my pride.....(bedridden and dependent..not good for any one's pride...)

yes,i am down..with a horrible cold...the mucous monster is in me......and as i struggle between consciousness and sleep,these lines by DREAM THEATER play in my head.....as i stare at the ceiling,i wonder about these tiny virions merrymaking in my respiratory tract and causing havoc in my peaceful life...and in my case,a running nose leads to many other things...toothache,swallowing problems,ear pain,headache,loss of appetite...sheesh...it is a blow to one's pride to be overtaken by cheeni meeni organisms.....if these were not enough,i have an additional pain this time....my feet...there are two ugly looking boils on each of my feet,thanks to my new footwear...even if i manage to get up from the bed,i will be hobbling around the whole house...my prospects sure are not looking any good.... :(

well,talking about footwear,makes me want to narrate an incident....one of the many incidents which make local train travel eventful..
well,there i was,not in the distant past,waiting for a train to deliver me to my station..now,there is a simple relation between crowds and train..the amount of people waiting for a train is directly proportional to the train's timing(or train's late arrival)..as my train rolled into the station,i joined the crowd,demonstrated my physical prowess and got into the compartment.

there is this physical anomaly in our local train's design,it is a pole right in the centre of the door...it sure gives you a few bumps and merry go round rides..if you are in the mood...well,i went flat bang against it,with my bag on one side,and me on the other....in the struggle to get my heavy bag and dealing with the jostling of people...there came a moment..when for a split second the world stood still,the air waited with bated breath,my eyes started widening in anticipation.......because.......

i could feel my chappal slipping away from my right foot!!!!!

the ill fated chappal fell on the tracks,my train started and i was left standing shocked,in the compartment with the crowd flying past me.....
an irresistible urge to howl in frustration overcame me...but,gathering my dignity,holding my head high,i hobbled on one chappal and stood awaiting my turn to sit .......i called up Sam and asked her to bring me a spare pair of footwear..i survived the train journey,and people's curious stares on seeing a one chappalwaali apparition.....

as the train pulled into the station,i waited for everyone to get down.then slowly i made way to the door to check out the indicator,as i wanted to know how many minutes i had to sit in the train..well,sitting in the train was a better option that standing on the dirty platforms...as luck would have it,my actions of sneaking a look at the indicator was regarded with suspicion by the ticket checker and i heard a stern voice from behind me,

"Madam,please,your ticket...."

knowing that there was no way i could stand in the train,i managed to set foot on the platform and showed the suspicious TC my ticket..that is when he noticed that i was one chappal clad....
he immediately sympathised with me and asked me whether i needed any help and even offered the names of a few places from where I could get spare footwear...nice guy..whoever told government servants were rude hadn't met him...

thanking him ..i made way to the resident clobber of the platform and waited for Sam to show up....
and eventually my knight in shining armour Sam,showed up with a spare slippers ....
the incident ended with me throwing the other chappal in a garbage bin......

i dedicate this blog to thank Sam..without whom i would have wandered the filth clad streets of
Mumbai without chappals.
and also to offer my heartfelt apologies to my chappals whom i separated at death...one in a garbage can..and the other on the tracks some few kilometers away..i am sorry..
for that..i guess,i deserve these two boils......i accept my punishment........
:)

(author's note:this is what happens to me when i am in pain..pain brings on mind dumbness in my case.......
:)
if you don't believe me,check this previous article out....
http://iceprincess-gypsyheart.blogspot.com/2009/03/in-realm-between-conscious-and.html)