Anyway I was not feeling bad.It was like an adventurous trip for me.I had spent 4 long years in private hostels of Kolkata,so staying outside of home was not a very big deal for me.The only thing that I had gained staying in home was 33.33 gram fat per day that added some 6 more kilos to my body.
A lady in a pink top and denim blue jeans was sitting with her family.They were in my next row after the aisle.She was reading an English novel by some author.She was extremely beautiful and stylish.Everyone was staring at her in various angles.Hence the only person suffering was her father.He was the common enemy for all the young bachelors sitting in our compartment.A lucky guy sitting next to him was trying to impress his son(actually daughter) offering his mobile, but can't progress more because the little guy was far smarter than him. A Nokia 1200 was not sufficient for him.I looked at my N96,it had N-gage 3D games but of no use now.I was sitting very far from the girl.
After sometime calls started coming from my home,It was no longer 40 minutes ,everyone started missing me. Why doesn't God sent us with pre-activated GPS system that can be manipulated by us? I would have fixed my positions to college library,classroom and study-room.
But that was good for me because my famous Donald duck ring-tone attracted that hideous kinky,though the rest of the compartment was equally disturbed.The ring tone was successful to wake up his mother who was sleeping from the moment the train had blown the first whistle.But Pink-top was still busy with her novel,not even looking at anyone.Now I was cursing the author of that novel.I had changed Donald duck to a romantic instrumental ring-tone but the incoming calls stopped coming.
Night at 9-o-clock the train reached Bhubaneshwar.
bhai bapok comedy...love ua lot..:D
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