Torture....Serious Torture !!

What do u think of when u first hear the word " TORTURE" ??

....maybe a prisoner being tortured...or maybe...Taliban....or maybe...
the middle east countries....or maybe...attending chemistry classes....
or maybe....a Gal pestering her boyfrnd...Or maybe....eating Green Vegetables...

But no...I m not writin' about any of these tormenting activities....
I m writing about sumthin that No Talibanese wud have dun..not even to George Bush..
Sumthin that No Gal wud do to a Boy...
Sumhtin thats as good as eating Stinky green Vegetables..!!..but the vegetable effect stays for a cupl of hours...maximum !!
Sumthin..that no Chemistry class can do to a kid...(well..i gotta think about this one...i m confused....both are equally torturous !! )

You guys readin this can read this and laugh...or wateva...
But...For one moment...try to be humane...Try to put urself in mah position...
..nd see how painful Life can get...
When u r in a Sleeper Class Train of The Indian Railways !!
(Mah first journey by a train like this...)

This excruciating act was forced upon us by our skool authorities...
Wen we had to get back from Goa...where we had gone for a skool trip...
Forget Goa...Forget the trip...Concentrate on the Train...
A tacky...smelly train...travelling in it on the last day of may...
The temperature outside bein' 44 degrees....and not even an A.C....
The only relief we had was...The presence of Friends around !!

The first few hours wer lyk fine...masti...playin games nd stuff...
then it like got really very hot...
People all around u...not even a fan workin properly...
It was soo humid....the temperature rising....U cud literally see blood evaporatin' through ur veins..!!
It was the day I planned to turn Vegetarian...cuz...
I Felt the pain...the pain that turkeyz nd chicken must be undergoin' wen theyre put inside an oven...nd Dhishhh....I turned Vegetarian !!

The train journey....was the first time I was like in front of a real eunuch who wz ther to collect money...I mean....
A eunuch who looked more like a monster...had one eye stitched...and webbed fingers( I am NOT jokin'...trust me....or ask any of mah friendz who wer ther...)..
"IT" was quite scary to look at..and no one wud like to remember such a person...
but "IT"s lines to collect money wer sumthin that I cn neva forget...
To-
Ankit H.(now I donno the poora name): "Aye, jaldi se 10 ki patti nikal nai to lip to lip pappi de dungi..."
And Ankit H whatever....besharmon ki tarah mouth spray use karke ready...but the eunuch changed planz lookin at him...!!
Then came a tacky pikup line to Shivank...who gave the money...
Then "IT" turned towards Anish...cheezy sa dialogue maara...but seein Anish's expression lost hope of gettin anythin, nd commented:Ye to Shakal se hi Kanjus Lagta hai..ye kya dega...
Rahul Agarwal nahi tha..nai to wo to Eunuch se bhi paise nikalwa leta ..!!
Then the eunuch turned towards me..nd b4 "IT" cud say anythin to me...
I Gave him a 50 bux bill nd said: Ye le lo , pleez dialogue mat maarna..!!"
..."IT" got me really scared at that time..!!...but "IT" was decent , who returned 40 bucks to me sayin "IT" took only 10 bucks from evryone...nice fellow !!

The journey waz supposedly an excruciating 30 hour one....
and Turned up to be almost 55 hours of TORTURE....and Fruit Cake !!

26 hourz into the journey...when home seemed like minutes away...our train stopped at sum villagy station with not even a vendor who sold Mineral water...
all that was available was stinky Daal Vadda...(For those who donno what it is... don ask me , puhleez...cuz so dont I..!!)
The train was caught amidst riots between sum Gujjar clan nd sum other tribes...
The train was stationed at that place for 3 hourz nd then we were told that the train ll go back half way nd reach Delhi via sum other route , cuz of tracks being damaged in front....nd then..Started the rumours( I dint even care to find out if they were true or not) that the train in front of ourz was burnt....
Panick spread in the train , wid Students wantin to get back to their comfort dens...and even mobile phone bateriez started to end...to stop all connectionz wid parents...
The train, moving back from where we came... reached sum other small town station where we wer told not to open compartment doors or anythin...cuz of the raging mob on the station...who were banging and chargin at the train to break windows or doors..... a Rambo follower got in thru the window and opened the doors...
within seconds...the compartments wer filled with a thousand people...end each of them had 30 howling children by their side....
We were terrified....we thought them to be the onez behind the riots...
but they wer juz people runnin away from home or wer people whoz trains had been cancelled or burnt...Just normal people....but too many of them....

We travelled for another 20 hours wid the Runawayz,who didnt care that they wernt booked on the train...nd we were....
Who didnt care how much of difficulty we faced cuz of em...
Who...didnt care enough to buy a deoderant....man.... the stink that filled the compartment was enuf to kill a normal human bein'...thank Lord Devil he saved me !!
We reached home after 55 hourz in the train...all we had to eat was Fruit cake that the Pantry in the train sold...all we had to drink was Garam Pepsi...
all we had to breathe was the stink....all we had to entertain ourselvez was lookin at each otherz expressions !!...
I m here in front of the computer writin dis for u to read...all thanxx to mah friends....jinki waja se i survived the pain....and to Lord Devil ,of course..!!
Man...never ever in mah life will I sit in a train again... !!