At the station of Rampur Hat, she heard an announcement, kripiya dyan de gari sankhya 10129 patna express platform number 2 par ane wali. Hearing that, when the crowd gathered, a girl with a laptop bag, and a trolley wearing a voilet hoodie, and a cargo jeans wearing a specs, struggling on the stairs with her trolley actually screamed " ruko train Wale mein bhi hu! Hay Shivay isbar train naa miss ho, pichli bar to Anirudh ne bacha liya idhar wo chutti pe hai train miss hogaya to kya karungi! Pata nehi office Wale flight kyun nehi kar dete, train pe chadwane papa nehi aa sakte naa har jagah. Ab Shivay I am independent but train chadni nehi ati mujhe itna to chalta hai" she was blabbering herself while stepping down and some one from the crowd saying " dekhiye madam hatiye side dijiye!" "Hatiye hatiye!"
She is replying too " Hat nehi sakti bhai mujhe bhi jana" finally she reached the floor. And took a long breath.
Yes she is like that! She talks to herself, about everything. She doesn't give a damm! Whether in public or private she is always talking in her words it's the expert always available for her to talk.
After 10 minutes the train arrive. She checked her tickets and literally ran with her trolley to hop on. She started talking again.
She: " Are bhai side do mujhe bhi to chadna hai, pata chala train ki seat pe baith gayi and seat mera hi nehi hai, uff! Kitna mushkil hai ye sab! Aree haan mil gaya seat no 45, side lower ab baithungi maze se, garam to hai hi do window hai hawa bhi aa rehi hai" .
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