My First Post

This is my first post....as u might have guessed from the title. There is so much to write....so for my first post, i will write about today.
There is something that all of us have to go through....especially guys....everyday. No...not that. The local trains. It is almost impossible to get into the 8:10 local for churchgate. The first class is more crowded than the second class......arrrrrrgghhh!!!!

Anyway, I got into the 8:22 today. Packed as usual. And there were these two oldies who started fighting.....in ghati english....
oldie 1: why are you pushing?

oldie 2: i am not pushing.

oldie 1: then remove your hand.

oldie 2: (lil pissed) nahi nikalega....tum kya karega?

oldie 1: (under his breath) Bastard!
oldie 2 heard him. visibly pissed about an unknown guy calling him a bastard...

oldie 2: why did u say bastard. you don't know what bastard means....ahhhh.....you dont know what bastard means.......you son of a bastard!

fist fight....total majah for the rest of the compartment.....voices from near the door- "mar sale ko"

finally, both of them were standing in the same position, with their mornings ruined.

i really dont get this. its a crowded train. you are bound to get some dhakkas. i have also seen some women who can't stand being touched when they get in the 'general' compartment. they keep elbowing everybody left right center but when they get a nudge, they give the most foul stare to u. i mean, who the hell wants to touch them neways...too bad none of the real babes come in (wink wink)!!!!!