'Cancel the tickets' I screamed early morning at five. We had to catch the train at 6 am to reach Tiruppur. I had worked just a little 'extra', the previous night which made me doze of only well past midnight. Somehow I made up my mind caz maybe I knew this might be my last visit to this crazy place (export surplus & rejects...lol) or my mom hypnotised me, anyways I had to get there to make mu EDU loan set right.

The city taxi driver honked thrice disturbing my neighbor who came out screaming not realizing that he was disturbing the rest of the street is when I realized I need to get it going. I crawled out of my bed & my patti was ready with my coffee even at five in the morning. I had a sip of coffee & immediately remembered ram(onemoreiyervaal) for his blog on kaapi. Yeah! What one cup of coffee can do to you especially in the early morning (hey, hold it I am not goin to write a blog on kaapi...by the way kaapi rocks!).

Got into the cab & it took him over forty five minutes to reach. I saw only three more cars in the total journey time we had, even then it took him so much time. Actually when I sat inside it I realized that this is some special car, maybe those which are used for shootings!!(The oldest car I have ever traveled in & the most rusted too. Every time it would produce some sound while changing the gears...keeee...eeeekkkss...). God knows how the hell he could drive it. The worst thing was that I had to tell the route too ( I was like yawning & blabbering...left ogi..yawn...illa right....yawn…illa left).

What's with India & Railways stations? The name board top of us displayed that S3 was going to come at the same place where we were standing i.e. at coach no.16. It was when the train came we realized it was S6 & not S3. I ran like hell to reach my bogie. It was like Ben Johnson trying to finish his 200m hurdles(hey does he run hurdles?), I jumped on top of at least 25 bags, 7 thata's, 5 patti's & one mami before I boarded the train. After I boarded I realized that my mom had come with me & she disappeared. Now what the hell do I do? I cursed myself & was just abt to get out of the bogie when I saw my mom coming from inside the train. What a relief I had after seeing her, sssshhooo...who the hell wanted that hurdle jump again, jumping over mama's & mami's, even Ben Johnson wouldn't have liked it once more....

As I settled in for a short rather long train journey to.......