When you Are Mr.Daruwala

Another journey

In Indian railways people really don't need to worry much about entertainment but in my case it's IRRITATION.
My name is Ayush Daruwala. Also I hate my surname as it means one who sells liquor.

Today I am going back from hostel. My Dad Meghji Daruwala booked the ticket for me. It takes me 13 hours of train journey to reach Valsad station from Jamnagar. I especially hate interview by uncles. Where do you stay?what do you do ?

I reached jamnagar station at 13:40 and train was scheduled to depart by 13:55. I boarded the train and settled Thank god it was a window seat.I took my ear phones. When I was about to insert ear pod in my ear , a small kid was standing next to my seat and was starring at me. I avoided but he was still starring at me. I asked
"what do you want?"
He pointed towards me and banged my seat. I smiled and said " It belongs to me" in a very sweet baby voice. He started crying loudly. I looked here and there and saw one man coming towards our coach dragging bags. Behind him came women with around 2-3 bags on her shoulder. She asked in a very concerned tone
"what happened my child?" He complained about me.
His mom said "That's not our. And look it's so dirty waackkk we don't sit on such dirty seats right? We will sit on a good seat." Now child laughed and happily went on to sit. I felt little hurt + awkward. His mom smiled and signaled me ' he is child that's why!'
I smiled back acting It's OK butttttt its not, Indian mothers huh. I will see that child. Now his father was free after settling luggage. He also took his seat and smiled towards me. I smiled back. I counted in my mind 1..2...3... And Shoot!
his father asked," what's your name?"
I said "Ayush."
" Ayush what?"
"hmmm....Daruwala"
"Oh...."
Train had already started and interview went on and on. He started from my family to my hostel and then personal questions too. Phew..!

His child would in middle come from no where , jump on seats, sing songs with wrong lyrics. He looked at my phone and said," Daruwala uncle can you please give me your phone?"
I was boiling with anger in side and smiling awkwardly outside. Daruwala + uncle!!!!!!!
"No baby , even this is dirty and broken, you use goods things right?" He didnt say anything just frowned and teased me with his tongue.

Now enough, I took my phone , earphones and started Netflix.
Whole journey I ignored whole family.

When Train reached its destination, all were leaving one by one and here too that kid was jumping and dancing.
I started marching towards stairs. At that time kid called loudly, " bye daruwala uncle" all started looking at me ,I was feeling embarrassed," bye...." I said and left as fast as I could.