“Kabhi kuchh log raaste ke hote hain… par zindagi ki kitaab mein ek page ban jaate hain.”
Chennai Express — naam se hi Bollywood wali dhamakedar train lagti hai, par hamara safar thoda zyada hi real tha. Surat se start kiya tha humne — main aur meri wife. Seat pakki thi, bag ready tha, aur dil mein excitement full-on.
Par jo cheez ready nahi thi, wo thi… woh yaadein, jo kuch anjaane musafiron ne humein de di.
🚉 Platform Ki Kahani: Chai Ki Khushboo Aur Chalte Hue Lamhe
Subah ke aaspaas hum Surat station pe the. Train aayi, humne apni lower berth sambhali — aur thodi der mein co-passengers aaye: kuch IT students, Chennai ja rahe the kisi IT competition ke liye.
Hamari Aamne samne thi, yani ki 2 lawer birth. to Unme se Ek ne politely poocha: “Sir, kya aap ek window seat hamein denge, hum bhi sath ho jayenge aur aap bhi ?”
Bas, wahin se safar ki kahani shuru ho gayi —
unki tech baatein, unki game wali discussion, aur humare “kaunse station pe kya milega” wale tips — sab kuch ek dum lighthearted feel de raha tha.
☕ Chhoti Si Chai, Badi Si Yaad
Kalyan ke baad, ek chhote se station pe train ruki. Bahar ek stall se ek zabardast chai ki khushboo aayi — bas, mann hil gaya!
Main turant utra, do cup liye… aur tabhi train ne seedha apna accelerator daba diya!
Ek cup somehow wife ko window se pakda diya, dusra haath mein tha… par train ne bhaag na start kar liya tha. 😂
Chadh bhi gaya main, par chai… platform pe hi reh gayi.
Achhi chai na milne ka gham, Wife ki hasi dekh ke mit chuka tha.
“Woh ek cup chhuti hui chai, aaj bhi taste ban kar yaad hai, aur sath main wife ki vo Hasi”
🍽️ Guntakal Junction: South Indian Nashta Aur Muskaan
Guntakal pe thodi der ka halt mila. Wahan ka idli-sambhar aur masala dosa ek dum authentic tha.
Wahi IT students bhi utar gaye, hum sab ne ek hi stall se khana liya — aur ek ne bola,
“Sir, aap dono ka bond dekh ke lagta hai future secure hai!”
Bhai, yeh sun ke wife ne itna pyara smile diya ki masala dosa bhi halka ho gaya. 😄
🧳 Ek Musafir Ki Muskaan, Ek Anjaani Nazar
Andar ek uncle aaye, unhone humse poocha,
“Beta aap Chennai ja rahe ho? Tamil thoda aata hai?”
Maine muskura ke kaha, “Sir, Tamil ki Jarurat padi to Google Translate se manage kar lenge.”
Unhone hass ke bola, “Fir aap South mein ghum sakte ho.”
Baat chhoti thi, par unka confidence — ek anjaane insaan ki taraf se mila woh pyara appreciation — dil chhoo gaya.
🌅 Subah Ki Dhoop, Station Se Pehle Ka Sukoon
Guntakal ke baad ek waqt aaya, jab train ke window se nikalti dhoop seedha dil tak ja rahi thi. Thodi si garmi thi, thoda sa sukoon. Wife ki aankhon mein neend thi, aur meri diary mein ek naye blog ka idea — yahi wala.
“Safar ke kuch lamhe, camera mein nahi… dil ke ek chhote se kone mein bas jaate hain.”
🛬 Chennai Arrival: Train Ruki, Kahani Chalti Rahi
Shaam ke around hum Chennai Central utare — station ki bheed, taxi walon ki awaaz, aur beech mein hum… ek safar ke kahani ke saath. Station par hi filter cofee ki khusboo ne man moh liya tha. to hamnain bhi vahan ek badhiya si south ki filter cofee enjoy ki. 30 ghante ki thakan yuhin ek filter coffee ne mita di thi.
Wife bhi muskuraayi, maine bola — “Mujhe naya Blog Idea mil gaya – Filter Coffee aur Muskan”
❤️ Safar Ki Seekh
- Har train ek destination le jaati hai,
- Par kuch musafir… ek yaad ban jaate hain.
Kahi log sirf 1 ghanta to kahin 30 ghante saath hote hain,
par tum unki yaadon ko life-time ke liye carry kar lete ho.
“Zindagi ki sabse pyari baatein kabhi plan nahi hoti… wo train ke window se aati hain, ek muskurahat mein chhupi hoti hain.”