Willingness of meeting you

Chapter 1

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Now, when driven by emotions , I get down to prepare an account of my extraordinary voyage, I cannot help but wonder what professor Sidhu, Rajit and doctor Prabhakar ,those faithful men who were men to be a part of it, what doing at that hour. That hour, my choice for opening this account was when I truly sprung into action. I recall distinctly: it was a typical October noon; there was a cool breeze all over the place, and the son was mellow. it is not get any better in Delhi, the city of extremes.

I lay on my back, my mind not without trouble, when the October air, the type that lulls you into sleep, without you actually making any effort ,did the trick. My eyes closed, my thoughts scattered, when, suddenly my cell phone buzzed. It was Khosla, our class representative, one who does all the running for a particular department; in my case, the Industrial and Production Department, Indian Institute of Technology Delhi

"Hullo" I said yawning

"Were you sleeping, Tejas? Get up, yaar, I couldn't get your ticket,  there was this long queue and little time. Do what you want to quickly. I guess only about 50 tickets left." That woke me up.

"Only fifty?"

"Yes."

"Anyway, thanks, yaar, I'll book mine. What are your seat numbers?"

"Bogey S-9, the first twenty seven are ours."

I got quickly. I had to rush to the nearest travel agent at once. Booking opened 10 days back and the moron could find time only now to book the tickets. What if I didn't get mine? I grabbed the essentials: money and my itinerary that I had so meticulously prepared on Microsoft Word. I kick-started  my scooty it coughed , jerked and finally started. I headed for the sector-15  market of Faridabad a peaceful place Juxtaposed with Delhi where I live with my papa, mummy,  Dadi Maa( grandma),  Babaji( grandpa) and Sneha- my dearest sister.

It was a suspicious office. A huge multi -coloured banner announce 'JFK travels- Always on the move.' A baffling name  indeed. I recalled coming across a certain JFK tailors once and wonder what the properties of the ingenious brain behind this day JKF chain  could be when the man inside the office called me. He look like a typical businessman.

"How many I help you, sir?"

"Train Reservations?" I asked in return. He didn't bother to say yes. He simply pointed towards the board that's said "Rail Reservations"  at number three. Restore air travel related. I was not that rich. I took my seat. Without wasting anymore time I asked, "can you book me tickets from any place to any place?"

"Certainly, sir!"

" I mean, for example,  sitting here in Faridabad,  can you book me ticket from timbaktu to Honolulu?"

" If there is such a train, then,  yes sir!"

" Fine" I took out my itinerary and showd him the train numbers and name and time. "I want ticket from Delhi to Pune for 10th December. The train reaches Pune on the  11th. Then,  I want a ticket for the train from Pune to Chennai,  11th midnight or 12th whatever you wish call it,  which reaches Chennai on 12th night, 8 o'clock."

He eyed  me suspiciously, he thought,  and said: "only one, sir?  for you?"

I replied in positive,  Coolly  and asked, "Are they available ?"

A torrent of computer keys later, he said , " Plenty!"

"I was informed that only about 50 remained!" I said .

"No, sir, about a 150 !" He said , smiling and I crushed Khosla. I hate being woken up, especially women up like that, with a shocker.

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