Extreme Insanity

If anyone asks me about an unforgettable incident that has happened with me, tab har baar mujhe ek hi raat yaad aati hai, jiska koi record nahi, bas zehen mein hai mere aur un sab logon ke jo us raat ka hissaa bane. It was a Saturday.

We (me, Gomes, Navankur, Simmy, Shubham and Arjit) were returning from Kota after attending Lakhu’s big brother’s wedding. Lakhu and his friends came to the station to drop us there. We had 3 confirmed tickets, while other 3 were waiting. We all were waiting for the train to come.

Train came and we started finding space to keep our luggage. Suddenly Lakhu asked Arjit to stay for 1 more day, he agreed. After that Simmy also decided to stay there for 1 more day. In the meantime, I was arranging the luggage under the seats, Gomes came inside and said, “Hum sab ruk rahe hain, ab kal jaayenge”. I was in a dilemma whether to stay or to go; finally I also decided to wait for a day more , so we started bringing down the luggage from the train. This was the most weird thing that we all have done till now. We were very excited. After getting down we checked our luggage, there was one extra bag. This definitely wasn’t ours. Suddenly train started moving; everyone was shouting,”bag kiska hai?” I rushed into the train and placed the bag at its position and came down again. Bag jiska bhi tha usko pata hi nahi chala, kab uska bag train se neeche aa gaya aur kab waapas apni jagah par. Every passenger was staring at us. We all were continuously laughing, laughing and laughing at our madness.

We came back to Lakhu’s home but no one could dare to go inside. Lakhu went in and told his parents that we hadn’t board our train and all were staying for 1 more day.

Soon after, Navankur and Gomes went to sleep, but rest of us decided to play cricket. I don’t know what happened to all of us that night that we even thought of playing cricket on the main road but finally decided to play in the corridor. We were playing with a plastic ball and were showing no mercy in hitting the ball. We don’t know how Lakhu’s family managed to sleep that night. We were shouting, running, hitting the ball to the gates, windows and walls, but no one asked us to stop and we also were in no mood to sleep that night. We played cricket till 6:00 in the morning. At 6 am we went to bed and slept till 2 pm. Then we got up, had lunch, also helped aunty in arranging bhaiya’s room and watched T-20 match. We left the television only after letting India to victory. Now the time came for us to leave, this time Lakhu was also coming with us, we had 1 confirmed seat, but we got cancelled that one also and decided to go in a general compartment…..lollzz. As expected we didn’t get seat there, we all were sitting at the gate outside the toilets. What a wonderful experience that was…….cool breeze was blowing, the fresh air mixed with the smell of **** was getting into our nose. Seven of us were trying hard to get fit into that confined area. Our legs and hips were paining like hell. To add to the pleasure the movement of passengers on and off the train at every station and also to the toilets never let us to sleep. Sometimes they hit us with their kicks, the other time with their luggage. Mandir k ghante ki tarah koi idhar se bajaa raha tha, koi udhar se. I have travelled by train so many times but not like this. At last Navankur ki himmat jawab de gayi, he stood up and managed to find a seat, he went there and then hamare liye bhi seat jugaad karne ki koshish karne lage. Finally we all managed to get a seat when it was 2 hours left to get to Delhi. We all were very tired after that tiring but unforgettable journey. We slept for the whole day and not attended any class.

Wo ek aisi yaadgaar raat thi jiska koi record nahi, bas zehen mein hai mere aur un sab logon k jo us raat ka hissaa bane.