Was I cruel?

16 Jun

 This happened on the journey back to Goa.V and I were accompanied to Yeshwantpur station by my coz, my uncle and aunt.When we got into the train we realised that the bogie was full of tourists, many of them of them were young guys. Now this variety is too boisterous and likely to make a lot of noise till late into the night with /without the help of Bacchus. There were hardly any women passengers in the bogie and this made me a little wary of these guys. As soon as we sat down the guys told me in broken Kannada that I should move to berths 27, 28 so that their friends could sit with them. I told them I would change only after the TTE checks our tickets. Actually I wanted to be sure that those seats were really theirs. The journey started, my coz was apprehensive leaving us amidst those noisy guys. I told him I was capable to manage things. He said, “They too were capable!” J           As we crossed Chikkabanavar, we took out our books and got lost in reading .I could faintly hear the guys discussing among themselves as to who would remind me to change the seats. As I didn’t even look at them they became silent.After Tiptur         I overheard discussing their plans for the return reservation. They could not arrive at a consensus. Then one of them suggested asking me about the return trains. Then somebody said that forming sentences in Kannada and English was strenuous for him. He had to write them down before speaking out. I felt bad and thought of entering the scene.But I wanted to tease them a little. Even as one of them asked,” Madam, can you tell us about train from Goa…”I asked them which languages did they learn other than Telugu and English at school. One replied that he had learnt Sanskrit. Others were confused as to why I had asked that question. I just wanted them to use the rashtrabhaashe in case of doubt and not depend on English.  Then one guy said,” I am a businessman. I have studied only up to third”.          Immediately I felt I had carried it too far. I said “Naaku Telugu vastundi, meeku e information kaavaalo adagandi.Nenu meeku Hindi vastundo ledo kanukonedaaniki ila chesaanu…”        They were stunned and embarrassed and some of them ran away to the next bogie! Others tried hiding their faces in the windows. I felt wretched and amused at the same time.     I realized that I was very cruel to test them like that.We soon started chatting and they told me that they were from Tirupati and that they saw Hindi films only rarely . The businessman produced his business card and made me promise to contact him as soon as I landed in Tirupati. He extended all help in the temple town.          Soon they were saying, madamku Kurkure eevandira, and baabuku biscuit eevandira …etc.We declined politely. The TTE was nowhere in sight. I had now relaxed to the extent that I offered to use the top berths incase they wanted to play cards. I had also decided to move if need be. Night came by. We had our dinner, they had theirs. They helped us lift the middle berths and told us that we could use their bags as pillows! They switched off the lights and went to sleep! TTE was nowhere in sight.I slept so well that I woke up only after the train reached Goa border. I fell asleep again and woke up only         when we were very close to my destination!!I smiled at my fears of the previous evening and thanked God for a safe, hassle – free journey.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                 


13 Responses to “Was I cruel?”

  1. greatunknown June 17, 2007 at 7:22 am #

    Hmmm… interesting journey! Thank god you declined the biscuits and what-not. They could’ve been laced with something deadly. Eeeeeeeeks!

  2. Su June 17, 2007 at 12:55 pm #

    Hi Anu, I know how you must have felt initially. Although I didn’t understand a word of Telugu you have on your blog, I can pretty much figure out what you must have said. In fact, most of these guys travelling in groups go on a defense mechanism when they spot someone not in their age group. But it only takes a few words to put them at ease. After all boys are only boys. Glad your journey went well.

  3. rk June 18, 2007 at 3:27 am #

    avatthu road cross maadidaga neevu helida buddhivada innu thalelide. avatte thilithu…neevu teacher alla…POWERSTAR antha! 😉

    olle suspense ide ee postalli.

    schhol shuru aaytha? have a great year ahead!


  4. neela June 18, 2007 at 3:44 am #

    abba!! yaakri powerstar anteera??
    Innu school shuru aagilla….
    thanks and regards,neela

  5. rk June 18, 2007 at 4:36 am #

    coz nimma maathalli POWER ide!

    & yes, nenapaythu….KVs reopen in end of june alwa!

    enjoy the hols.

    curious to know what V loves reading?!


  6. neela June 18, 2007 at 5:24 am #

    please check your mailbox

  7. gmohanprakash June 19, 2007 at 4:39 am #

    Good narration… dont think you were cruel but expereiences make us take the necessary precautions!!


  8. mouna June 19, 2007 at 10:40 am #

    no, neela, u were not cruel. at times, such words are required. it does make one think, but it’s ok. cheer up 🙂

  9. greatunknown June 19, 2007 at 3:13 pm #

    Someone seems disinclined to welcome me onto her blog after a hiatus:(

  10. neel3 June 21, 2007 at 4:05 am #

    ok,Anand ,WELCOME…. 🙂
    I was in hubli for two days..
    and I have just come back.

  11. bachodi June 21, 2007 at 5:22 pm #

    Whats cruel in that ?
    Even if it is .. it is much better than having “dakshinya”

  12. destinationsrik June 27, 2007 at 8:51 am #

    Madam ji, Namasthe 🙂

  13. neela June 27, 2007 at 1:55 pm #


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