Continued from the fourth part
Part V (Penultimate segment)
The red LEDs read something on the positive of twenty two hours and we were facing the toughest of the situations one can face on being at Jaipur Junction. A quiet and lonely environment.
Having the privilege of holding a reserved ticket for the train departing three hours later, we were allowed to flee in...
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the sleeper class waiting room, at JP.
But before a 'Ji, dinner karliya, matar paneer khaya tha' could begin a
"May I have your attention please, train number 1..." interrupted forcing my reflexes on a lightening fast speed to stop my finger from sliding the 'Accept' button.
Three missed calls later we discovered heaven in the washrooms of the retiring room. By then the time lag between subsequent calls getting diminished to quantities as small as our stay in the city were a subtle prophesy of a ferocious interrogative conversation to follow.
Fifteen minutes of interaction extracting the best of our convincing techniques had to end with 'Ok gotta sleep now, Bbye'.
During this 'sleep', we travelled the length and breadth of Jaipur junction spotting HW Mail, ADI Raj and some very VERY crowded UDZ bound trains. Some exam had forced people on the roofs and not only on the roofs but every corner that can be used to get hung at and this rush went to an altogether different level when we had a glance at the Shalimar express...
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With the details, the tale ends with the 6th part of the Double Decker blog.