I could not remember how I got stuck here.I was in a haze. It was dark all around. It seemed so scary. I just knew one thing. I had to push. I could almost hear my dad’s voice asking me to push a little harder. I felt my Moms thoughts urging me to fight. But, I just could not.
I remembered the sweet doctor aunty, who said it was very risky and they should not endanger my life by doing this. She said I was far too young to try it on my own. But my parents were adamant. They wanted me to be independent. They wanted me to make it on my own. Life was hard and they wanted me to start fighting young. They believed we could pull it off as a team. At this moment however I had lost all confidence.. I just wanted to curl up in my fetal position and just rest. I was tired from all the pushing. Tired of all these expectations. The doctor aunty was right. I was too young.. I could not do this on my own. They should have listened to her.
Suddenly I felt a rush around me.. It seemed like everything around me was moving towards the exit. I understood that the time had come. I could not let them down. They would be crushed I did not make it. I did not want to be a disappointment. If I was going to prove myself, it was now. I started pushing with renewed vigour. I felt a glimmer of hope when I saw a tiny ray of light. And then suddenly my head was out.. I feel myself getting out slowly.. a limb at a time.. my neck followed by my tummy.. and finally my legs. I had done it.
I realised there was finally fresh air around me.. and that I had not breathed such pure air in a long time.. As I took a lungful of that in.. I started crying.. these were tears of relief..tears of joy..And then I saw him, my dad was standing right beside me smiling. As he shook my small hand in his huge one I felt like a grown up already.. And his first words to me after this eventful journey were – “I am so proud of you my son… You made your first solo local train journey.. Now you can truly call yourself a Mumbaikar!”
1st !!!! 🙂
Piyu, that was quite a twist…all along I was thinking its a baby coming out of the womb !!! But, it was a boy’s travel in a Mumbai train and coming out of the crowd !!!! WOW – your obsession with Mumbai trains is showing… 😉 😉
Thank you!!!
That was the intention.. Readers ko gumraaah karna 😀
I am so obsessed!
Yes you are 😀
Hahha…I cant stop laughing..You got it…
Gee Thanks!!
I can’t stop smiling reading your comment. You are making my day girl :D..
Bwahahaahaaa! 😀
Rofl! 😀
He he 😀 😀 😀
Funny as it may sound, it is true. That first journey during morning rush hour is quite an achievement! I know how it feels 😐
I’m glad you could identify.. Its surely no mean feat 🙂
HAHAHAHAH! Piyu, that was AWESOME! I had no clue what it was till the end, lovely lovely twist, and so nicely concealed! 😀
You are making my smile go wider and wider with these compliments DI.. making my Friday even more awesome 😀
Glad you enjoyed it !
ROFL ROFL ROFL
And so true! But jokes apart, it IS extremely dangerous for children to travel in local trains during peak hours, even with an adult supervision… A child’s strength is no match to the crowd’s senseless pushes and behaviour… Saying from my experience…
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Oh yes it is… Hence I avoided mentioning his age ;).. He just feels too young to travel 😀
Oh, bad experience in local train? 😦 tell me about it..
I was in 6th and newly moved to B’bay from Madras. Was traveling from Thane to Kalyan(gran’s house) with mom. We took a train at 7.30 coz thats when she left work. At Mumbra, mad mad women getting in and mad mad women getting out, pushed me so much that I had to let go of Amma’s hand. I was dragged to the pole at the door and with people moving in all directions, without seeing a child holding on to dear life with the pole, I was swinging round and round cring ‘Ma Ma’ all the time. No mercy. I was hanging till Diva… Nobody even pulled me in! I can still feel the fear!
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Oh my god!
That is absolutely dangerous.. I feel so sad about the kids who have to travel via train .. At their height they are unable to even breathe 😦 and it must feel so claustrophobic with so many people squeezing in..
While climbing in / getting down people are in so much hurry that they hardly notice a kid.. just like your experience 😦
Me and bro used to travel with Mom as kids a lot.. but it was usually on weekends and non peak timings.. The rare occasions when the trains were crowded.. it was damn terrifying.. I really dunno how Ma managed it with the two of us!
This one was very creative!! It can be exasperating ….travelling thru packed local trains..! Once again, very creative!
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Thankie so much Dew 🙂
OMG Piyu! Had absolutely no clue what was happening till the very end. You threw a trap and caught us all 😀 Nice and refreshing read. Concealment seems to be your forte. Write more such stuff 😀
😀 😀 Thanks a tonne Ajay!!
nice twist there 😀
Thanks 😀
Woww! Very well written Piyu! I think u had us all 🙂 🙂
Thank you so much Swaram!
Piyuuuuu- i can’t access ur blog 5 years…its showing up in my reader though 😦
No comment on this one? 😦
oops i thought i did comment on it…my laptop has been hanging like crazy!
very cute…however being born might be easier than trying to alight from a Virar fast, ladies compartment in the evening…phew !
In college, I once had to shed crocodile tears for them to let me out at jogeshwari – they refused to let me get down in andheri…mean mean!
Hehe, Thanks.. Oh Virar fast.. I have heard the horror stories.. haven’t had to do it so far!
And @ Andheri.. they should really halt the train for a longer time at that station.. the amount of people that get down/ board at that station is so high!!
Sorry dear.. I had made the post private for a while.. You should be able to see it now.
Loved this! Really thought it was a birth story! Very well-written, but very scary to go thru’ this in real life. Have traveled Mumbai trains, but can’t stand the rush 😦
Thank you Stars :).. It is a tough job traveling in local trains in Mumbai.
Loved it! I think you totally earned the “wah” expression from all of us readers 🙂