This relates to the people I have met in person during my travels on trains. It is all about how they have helped and made the journeys easy for me.
The funniest of all was a young man who approached me once to help me with the baggage but I refused. When he saw the trouble again on my face he returned smiling and finally helped me. Throughout the journey I kept cherishing to myself this moment.
You will soon grab attention if you are travelling alone and especially if you are a woman! All of a sudden everyone will try to be at their best behavior while interacting with you. They will help you place your baggage and yourself. A journey on wheels is fun and full of unique experiences with people from different regions. I still remember a sardarji, aged above fifty. He was working with census survey so travelled intensively. His berth was besides mine, and he almost started acting like a fatherly figure.
It was quite annoying for the couple of guys sitting in the same coach and other people around. One of the guys approached me for a formal conversation but sardarji did not like it and asked that person to back to his berth. I had stars dancing all around my head! I always hated people who over-cared - especially over strangers! They are the least trusted people anywhere and at any place.
Amongst the people I can remember is a software engineer whose image is blurred in my memory. He narrated the biography of his career by chance and not my choice. He always thought his parents had destroyed his life. I remained in contact with him for some time but as time passed by he became a part of my articles and lost in real life. A lovely girl sitting in front of my seat narrated me how she completed her journey of medical internship in all the leading hospitals within two days. She was an amazing example of hard work in the midst of my yawning.
Then there was a time when, for the very first time I was in anxiety and panic for boarding my train for a strange destination from an unknown station. The train was around 12 hours late from the scheduled departure time - adding to my worries. A helpful travelling ticket examiner stood by my side. He had made me sit in the staff waiting room and served me with tea and snacks.
This man assured me not to worry. He helped me a lot from boarding to telling his fellow colleague to allot me a seat. He is one such person whom I will always remember throughout my life. Once, while coming home during the festive season rush a very young and gentle college-going boy shared his seat with him. I wish him good wishes wherever he may be! Not because he helped but out of his humanity.
There are number of narrations where people have helped from lifting my trolley to finding the right platform. I can only remember a few ones. A lot of times people just merely try to flirt around and in some situations they want to become the real heroes. How to be a real socialite I have learned most of it during my journeys. Every time I told my mother about these stories she would thank god and advise me not to confide in people. These journeys on the tracks were always fun with sharing and caring.