SANCHARI pg 2 chap 2,3

His phone beeped waking him up from his half sleep he is not actually a train guy but it was best mode he got this time. It will be another 5hrs 15 min to reach Mumbai and start his new life. That thought got lot of excitement in him. First time in his life he is taking a step towards his life's most secret dream be alone. What kind of a shit dream is it maybe its not completely a shit at all. But for him it makes sense. Staying in his aunt's house from childhood it made sense to him. Always trying to compete with their son ,he is not kind of a topper though so he never cared about winning or loosing but that family will never own him he knew that . Now he is free from them going to city of dreams for him it is ,Hundreds of miles away from that messy family alone .

He checked his mobile to know what woke him up but it made him more elated though.

"RAM is online." he thought to himself. He immediately opened the blog SANCHARI. RAM is the person who spoiled him though.

There was a question waiting there in the blog SANCHARI.

RAM/SANCHARI : CROSS ROAD no 1625 (my count it is) I left a beautiful place 4 hrs ago now have a path to choose you know the question you choose my path.

He checked the conversation already there were few responses. He know them mostly. FreeLancer,PrettyAmI,Jockey,SYBIL,Junior all were quick to respond.

He never met any of them but they were all his friends he was never able to connect to people directly and this blog got him many friends.He has been following this blog for past 8 months to say he got addicted to it. He never missed the daily report of SANCHARI .He just know that his name is RAM he is travelling across India for past more than a year his point of view is always unique ,inspiring and gives hope for him .RAM travels randomly and for every cross roads he gets he asks in blog and based on replies he chooses the path.

Sybil was first to answer and she replied STRAIGHT. Sybil is never wrong. He don't know how she do it but every time she answer, it some how gets to be final answer.

Then was free lancer she replied right.

PrettyAmI replied left. She never changes the answer it might be 3821 time yet it is always left for her.

Junior and jockey were to go straight. And there were many who concur it.

He know the winning side so he choose same. His username ANONYMOUS. He checked for other replies many more coming .He never knew some traveller will have these many fans .He is more than a traveller though he will give solutions too and strangest too but somehow they work.

Then finally a response came from RAM :BYE.

He absolutely hate it how much ever he like him he hates him the same when he don't finish the puzzle. As of now 66 people suggested Straight,13 were to left and 42 suggested right .

All were trying to predict where exactly RAM is now RAM never tells name of the place keeping everyone in toes and giving them a puzzle to solve.

Now he slowly realize train is halted as vendors loud voices entering his ears. He absolutely hate this food.

He picked up couple of cookies packets from a vendor and lazily opened it .There were group of girls coming into train He was puzzled though who would make reservations from here to Mumbai its just another 5 hrs. He was half sure they might not have any reservation and he is right.

As soon they entered one of them went to TC to make some arrangements. He took bit time and their work was done getting his pockets bit heavier .Indian TC he is.

He now started filling his stomach with that cookies. He noticed couple of girls coming next to his berth and sat in the seats provided.

Train halted 16 min according to his count .Then he checked his watch eagerly. Another 4hrs 58min.

"It won't reach in time." He heard the voice.

It took few seconds for him to realize it was for him. He checked for the source.

"I guess its your first time?" girl sitting straight to him.

He just nodded .

"It will reach around 7.But they say its 6."

He just smiled. She was speaking to her friend for next few minutes.

He occupied himself in checking his messages again not knowing what to do.

"You must be kidding right?" she heard him for first time. He was silent whole time she saw him. From the time she entered train.

"I said 3km radius. It means three. "

"Mainey bola tha na advance bhejdoonga. "Nahen sir jaroori nahen padegi". Kahan gayan abh ."

"Abh kyaa karogey .I am coming saath bhajey thak Mumbai pahunch jaaonga.Main kyaa footpath mey rahoon abh. "

"Same recquirements .3 Km radius mey doosra ghar mileaga abhee."

"I have another option can even consult other agent."

"Main kyun na karoo.Merey liyen ideal settings mey ghar thaa abh bolrahen hon who har nahen dengey."

"What ever reasons .Main compromise kyun hun ."

"Main kyun nahen hunga.Bathaaya tha mainey . "

"Sabh plan karkey nikala tho pahunchney sey pehley hee speedbreaker."

"Jho bhee karna hain kall 5 bhajey tak time hain tujhey ."

"3 Nahen hoga tho. Get me the nearest ...Main aaney key baad enquire karoonga mujhey ussey nasdeek mey koi vacant ka khabar bhee milee tho ."

"I don't do that .I have my ways."

"Budget same hain. Theek hain. Main kal aakar dekhoonga."

"Hmm.OK."

His expression is not matching the situation. His words are ij serious tone but he is not exactly angry.

She realized she is gazing at him.

"Sorry." Words came from his mouth .

"Kyon?" Sajju was to response.

"Phone mey ."

"It happens .Lagrahan hain pehley baar Mumbai jaa rahen hain.Aadat padjaayegi?"

He just smiled .

"Kahan sey hon aap? I am Sajju. "She is my friend Megha."

"Anirudh." He forwarded his hand to Sajju.

He might be 216^th boy Sajju is flirting this month she decided it is better leave them there than laugh to pretend to be serious there.

"Actually you know I am 100% sure he is lying.Abh emergency hain tho aap jyaada commission dena padega.These are age old tactis of brokers."

"Sajju, I will be back."

She went and stood near the door seeing the greenery outside which is bit hard to find in Mumbai. She checked her mobile now to find any updates. No they were'nt any. She checked the time its yet around 5. At exactly 6pm Sanchari stops for day and tell about days things and speaks with readers.

Few days he comes early, when he stops by some town or few days never if he is struck in no tower region. Freelancer is arguing with someone .She thought to butt in but knew it does'nt matter.

She felt pity for the guy arguing with freelancer she never quits an argument even if she is to stand against everyone.

Jockey is trying to control the situation indirectly helping freelancer.

She don't know how she got interested in some random person this way.Reading his everyday life and seeing everyplace in new perspective. For Sanchari everything is beautiful and lucky he is yet the same in reality o one got time for others and enjoy nature . But all he got is that. She is checking an old pic shared by Sanchari she don't know how he managed to do it but somehow he did it two skies at a time.(one is reflection)

Train is stopping in some station so she decided to head back but Sajju was pissed there She predicted something wrong.

"Boring" she replied back ."Boring journey baba .Tumhaara phone do na call karkey de doongi."

"Tumhaara kyaa huan?"

"No charging."

She did'nt even wait she grabbed it and went out. He was chatting in his mobile. She didn't give much thought if Sajju can't make him speak no one can. May be freelancer. She smiled at her crazy thought of bringing some unknown person to make some stranger open his mouth.

"Excuse me ?" he was it again.May be no need of Freelancer PrettyAmI is enough.

"I know its stupid but just for opinion."

"10km distance key liyen which mode of travel will be best."

She is definitely puzzled.

"Stats says Metro is roads are good but traffic is trouble .But Metro ?"

She somehow suppressed her laugh.

"There is nothing ideal in Mumbai.Definitly not on basis of length.Khuch areas key liyen Metro best hain kuch key liyen road.There is always a compromise.Jaisey abh aapkey ghar key baarey mey ho rahan hain.Its not always money few time things change randomly."

Same time Sajju came.

"Megha who log abhee tak nahen nikaley.I don't how they will reach home.Seriously dass minute mey train thaa time pey tho nahen pahunchengey."

"Tum tension kyu ley rahin hon .They said na we will come with Harsha usskey saath hee aaney do.Humaarey baath suney hothey tho.Na stupid."

"I guess it would be late. May be 20 min." he spoke checking in his mobile showing train timings and for her horror he is right and rivals also reaching in time.

Sajju immediately called " Train is late by 10 min jaldee nikalo you can reach ."

Sajju winked "They would'nt have left early if I told 20 min."

He nodded.

"Aapko koi friends hain Mumbai mey." Sajju got the que.

"Ek cousine hain. "

Sajju was in swing she got it now speaking nonstop is her trait they were speaking till they reached station .To say she is speaking and he is pretending to be listening.

"You better take a cab ,iss time mey public transport is not completely reliable waisey aapko busses bhee patha nahen hain."

He was moving before she could finish statement.

"Not my type.." Sajju says winking to her.

"Kyaa huan?"

"Tumnhey dekha kuch dikhanahen rahan hain same old expression hain.Khadoos shakal lagaakey."

She just ignored Sajju's banter they were normal for her. They could see him getting into a cab.