It was an usual weekday, tuesday. Amidst that, dad was in bangalore and he was off to native in the evening. I was with my normal routine, half tea, formals, work, Vaalvo, Hosur road and office.
Even at work, there was the usual stuff, mails, team mates, good guy Xcode and so on. So dad’s train was at 6.50 PM, I was at chill. Dad had left my flat at 5, I was like okay can manage and I will be at Majestic to pick up dad and go to railway station with him.
At 6 PM, I came out of office for namaz, then 6.10 I was at the bus stop thinking I can make it by 6.30 to majestic as from office the majestic is 10 mins by bus.
Got the first available bus, here we go. Majestic, focal point of bangalore, the route which everyone has taken n number of times. Green light, my bus took the left turn to richmond circle, I started to have feeling I will be late. By the time I reached corporation circle, it was 6.30. Peak traffic and there I am stuck.
Got call from dad, saying he reached majestic. First instinct, I told dad to go ahead with his train rather than meeting me. Dad said he will wait, then I convinced him to catch his train without me.
6.40 I am at mysore bank. Sulking feeling, I will be not making on time. 6.50 I am about to enter majestic, dad calls up saying his train right on time. Damn, I can’t believe the Sholapur express was there right on time. When I had travelled it came late all the time, first time in it, it came at 8.30, second time it came at 7.40.
I was cursing the universe for being against me to miss dad’s train. Who knows, it was working for me. Continue reading “Another usual lafda, ran the railway platform without the platform ticket.”