Non-Fiction
RK Rishikesh Sinha
Relationships that build up
between co-passengers in journeys are sometimes very funny that fails to go
unnoticed. Journeys appear as a moving theatre of human behavior. I recently
witnessed while coming from New Delhi to Guwahati, the simmering tension
between two families got its ugly eruption at Maligaon. Both the families,
including men and women, started abusing each other. I don’t understand why
people fight in journeys, if there is no encroachment of reserved berth. However, fighting does take place, and
sometimes they are diffused.
One such incident took place during
a journey between Silchar Railway Station and Lumding, which is considered as the most scenic train routes in India. As soon as the train had
left Silchar, and we made our arrangement, a man in late twenties started
conversing with other co-passengers. Something that was welcomed initially
became a public nuisance when his constant chattering on different topics didn’t
stop till noon. The passengers in the whole bogie got irritated and it was
decided to teach a lesson to him. I was confirmed that nobody would dare to go
physical, understanding the racial gene that make up the passengers in the
train.
People slept listening to his
chattering, and when they awoke they heard the same chattering from him. He didn’t
stop for a minute. He was catching passengers who got up at various stations to
talk. Then from a station, a group of CRPF personnel in uniform with their
trunks and beddings boarded. The person caught them.
Like a cinema hall, all the
passengers in the bogie had already fixed their eyes on the person, guessing
the fate of him. We all were waiting for the climax to unfold. He started his
conversation complaining about India with them. More than a conversation, it
took the shape of an argument. Both the parties were not silent. Their argument
went on for hours, initially being sober and respectful, it turned rude and
impolite. A Havildar-rank jawan came from “Aap” to “Tu” while debating with the
person. Then the moment came, it seemed in the heat of anger and anguish, the
jawans would fall upon the person.
“How much do you know about India?
—
You’re talking about US and other foreign countries. They got their
independence centuries ago than India. — Do you know?” the voice boomed with
such force that it stunned everyone in the bogie.
More than the fact, the
belligerence of the jawan stopped the person to open his mouth for few minutes.
There was a pin-drop silence in the whole bogie. Passengers were smiling looking
at each other. Understanding that the topic would be harmful for him, the
person changed the topic and he initiated another topic, and he asked the
jawan, “Have you watched Sholay?” That was enough to bring passengers to
chuckle and they were not bemused with his change of track. “Who haven’t
watched Sholay?” said the jawan. “I have seen thrice. — Gabbar Singh’s role is my
favourite,” said the person.
Even on the topics of movies, every
time they locked horns with each other. As soon as the tension grew up, it was
diffused by changing the name of the movie and by asking a question, “Have you
seen this movie?” by the person. The person’s initial answer began like this,
“I have watched…times.” Irritated with the person, the jawan in a complaining
voice said, “Why do you watch every movie again and again?” Before his answer
came, the train entered into Lumding platform. Cutting short the conversation,
the person said, “Do visit my home in Silchar, if any time you get time. Since
you people travel all over India.” In an annoying voice, the jawan said, “Half
of the month, we remain in train. We meet lot of people like you in our
journeys.” The train stopped at the platform. Then he got busy arranging the
trunks and the beddings. While getting down from the train, he said to the
person, “Is it necessary to visit your home?” Saying this, the group melted in
the crowd of passengers.
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