train to home..

Yes, I don’t like travelling in train, but if you have no choice, you have to do all those things, which you never want to. As, train is the only best mode of travelling between the two cities, between which I had to travel, so I took my laptop out to book a seat. After spending many hours on the railway website, I felt blessed when I got a 2nd seating ticket in a train.

People lying on floor, kids playing here and there, lots of cargo over floor and many hawkers shouting to sell their products, a common scene that can be viewed at any railway station. Luckily, train was at right time. I boarded and looked for my seat and as expected someone already was sitting there. “Uncle ji, this is my seat, can you please?” I requested. “hanji hanji, aapki hi seat hai..aao” he replied. I filled the seat with all of my stuff and managed myself to accommodate there too. Journey was for about four hours, so I connected earphones to my mobile phone and tried to have a nap listening to the playlist and to kill the travelling hours, which is the best way to spend journey in trains.

After about an hour, a family of four, boarded and took berth, right in front of my seat. The family included a father, a mother and two young boys of age around 10-11 years. After, sometime, they started having their lunch and asked me, if I want to join them. “thanks a lot sir, I am fine” I replied. The father smiled and joined his family to share the food.

Couple of hour’s journey was still left. Both the kids were tired and asked their mother, if they can sleep and then placed their heads in her lap. In a moment they were slept. When the mother knew that both the kids are now lost in dreams, what she did was, she left her seat and arranged both of the kids, so that they can sleep sound. She was standing just next to the berth having a sharp eye on her children, if they are alright. Their father, who was sitting next to me stood up and asked her wife to sit in his place. The father then took the place of the mother. I was observing each and everything.

After sometime, the mother called her husband and said “aap thak gaye honge, please sit here and take some rest”. “I am totally fine, keep sitting” he replied with a smile. But, she insisted more and the father took the seat. The mother again went to the same spot. “Please mam, sit here” I said to the mother. “Arre nahi nahi..I am totally fine” she replied. I stood up and insisted her to take my seat. “I am tired of sitting, I’ll take a round, please sit here” I insisted again. She smiled and took my seat. I went to the nearby door, still listening to the songs, but my eyes were still on the family. The mother was also tired, so she was slept as soon as she observed that her children are sleeping fine, placing her head over her husband’s shoulder. The whole family was perfect. At regular intervals, parents were checking for the safety of their children. They were sacrificing everything for both of them.

I was still standing at the same door, lost in thoughts. The children had no idea what their parents were doing for them. And, parents were doing everything for them without any expectations. All parents have done the same thing. But most of the children are unaware of the sacrifices, their parents have made. With time, children become teenagers and teenagers turn into matured men and women. They learn many things, from all the etiquette to whole of the rocket science. But what they keep on forgetting is what they are and they will be, is just because of the efforts and sacrifices made by their parents. They can’t even bear when their parents ask or say something. Laughter on their questions or statements, ignorance to their presence, shouting over their work and many more things are used by the children to hurt the feelings of their parents. However, children forget that these were the parents who answered their each and every question, whether logical or illogical. They forget how their parents carry them in their laps when they cried, laughed, slept. So, how do they ask the same parents to leave their own home and live in some old age home.

The train stopped and I looked outside, it was my station. I didn’t know when my eyes got moist. I went to my seat, grabbed all my stuff and was about to leave. “thank you so much beta, god bless you always” both the mother and father said. I had no words, “you’re welcome” I managed to reply.

I took an auto from outside of the station and reached my home. I entered and as usual my mother knew I am home now. I hugged her and said “thank you, I love you”. She hugged me back tightly as if she knew what I was thinking at that time. “I love you too” she replied with a smile.

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