OBSERVATIONS OF A BORED METRO PASSENGER

[something i recorded in my notes a few days back while going for my class. you know...metro and boring rides...you gotta do something!]

• There's a woman standing next to me in the metro..talking to a guy...explaining to him exactly why she had to hang up on him in the daytime. he isn't very apparently very convinced with her reasoning. maybe he doesn't feel that her husband's sudden entry at the scene is a valid enough reason to abruptly end their 'red-day-voz- plans.

• There's a lady sitting across me...she's travelling with about 3 bags and 2 kids. one seems to be around 5, the other around 10. they're sikhs. the younger one is wearing a purple scarf to cover his bun, instead of a turban... purple with yellow print and silver sequins. maybe they're going somewhere formal? the kid seems to be a playful one. has been playing with the seat belt that's attached to the corner seat of the metro. pulled it so hard that it almost came out. then panicked and left it suddenly. the resultant THWACK! got him 'the look' from his mum, and brought a guilty expression on his face for a second. just. now, he's back to putting his left foot on his brother's knee and trying to kick him with the other...

• there's a 6 month baby on the other side. with a cute toothy grin. oh wait...do 6 month olds have all their milk teeth? so maybe he's a bit older? sigh...i'll always be bad with kids. he's travelling with some relatives. the mother seems to be the least interested in him. hey...am not judging...just observing. another boy travelling along with the kid has been digging his nose the last half hour. maybe burrowing his finger in there is a pleasure we can't really fathom? now the kid is crying... oh man. i don't particularly like kids, especially the crying ones...

• and then there's another kid...particularly fond of shrieking at the top of her li'l voice. quite whiny. if only it was perfectly acceptable for co passengers to stuff something down the throats of shrieking kids. makes me a troll i guess. who cares? am not particularly fond of headaches you know.

however, even with the progressive urge to thwack her, i know why she is so upset. i think it might have something to do with the metro moving at the speed of a snail. the yatra is very vilambh struck, you see. perhaps 8 stations in one hour was how these new metros were supposed to do in germany, where they come from..

i don't even feel like going through the notes anymore.
hmmm...tra la la...lalala...
i want to keep myself occupied. and simply not think. what do i do now though? people are just annoying me now. oh, and that whiny kid is smiling now. no, sorry...just not crying anymore. staring at the people getting off with her mouth half open. heh. she CAN be normal after all. what joy. ah. damn. vilambh again. did i mention how much i hate this fucked up vilambh that keeps happening all the time??
ah well...
Ho Hum Ho,
Metro, please go!
god. that was sooo bad...and that kid has started off again. someone SAVE ME!
thank god my salvation is just 2 stops away now...
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"The next station is Pragati Maidan. Please stand..."
sounds like music to my ears at the moment.

alright then people, more observations later. right now, time for Direct Taxes.