MUMBAI LOCAL...................................

we all know local trains are the lifeline of mumbai,mumbai would just get paralysed if trains are not working.Aur agar mumbai main aakar trains se safar na kiya ho to lemme tell u u have missed all the fun.
i have been a first class pass holder and have been travelling in the first class since the past one and half year...i have travelled through first class as a well as second class let me mention that..and whenever i travel through trains there are some things other than the rate of the pass that makes first class a first class and a second class a second class.it is not like that the first class people have more facilities or more comfort while travelling itts just something else that separates a first class traveller from the other.
people are crushed to death in both the compartments no doubt..but in first class the ladies are relieved that they are crushed by someone using revlon cosmetics and a branded perfume..rather than their counterparts in second class who are crushed by people having stinking and sweating armpits.now that is what is really a comfort according to me ki agar maru to bhi jannat mai maru.
when you enter a first class compartment no one stares at you becoz each one thinks am the supreme.no one looks at you form top to bottom,no one bothers to look at the color of you nailpaint leaving you concious.everyone has that fake atiitude on der faces.you cant ask for a seat ina firstclass ...puhlezz thats a strict NO......NO.no one can even dare to squeeze their butts ont he fourth seat.you wont see people quarelling or cribbing or saying,"tikde ja na" or something like,"aat kiti jaga aahe bhag na..shi baba"lol..even if u see people fighting that would be in pure english and in a sophisticated way which would end after spilling 3 or 4 high end abuses.you wont get to see birthday parties or marriage anniversaries or farewell parties in first class..thats just so middle class..in a crowded train during the peak hours you wont see a huge tiffin of "dhoklas"or "chaklis" moving over your newly set hair or newly shampooed hair.you wont be asked to pass on a tiffin of cakes or some other mushy item to some one whose out of your reach.you wont have wailing children with running and leaky noses around eew!!!! tucked as an unwanted accessory on their mothers.everything would be at proper place with a silent and disciplined decorum.at times you would love to be over here in the first class even though (as i have mentioned bfore) you are going to be crushed with a branded heel piercing your toe..but sometimes i wonder if everything is so straight then whats the fun in life..life could be so damn boring you get in to the train,you dont talk to any one,getout..the same old drab and dullroutine.you get to see life o f mumbai in the second class compartments where the economically well off meets the poor.as soon as you enter the second class ,(which i suppose takes years of practice to get in the very first local that comes when you reach the station)and for the first fifteen minutes you will find yourself hanging on the foot board and you will find yourself yelling like an opera singer,you would b surprised to find yourself yelling out the most ugliest and cheapest abuses you have yourself never heard.the second class compartments are always jam packed.here's where you see the DARWINS theory implementation,:survival of the fittest".if u can survive the battle of the ladies you can survive on any battleground.in the crowded trains you can find ladies stuck to you like a pest.you try to shove them off but they just stay there.you will get irritated mad but nothing can move them off your back.you will find the biggest of the butts trying to squeeze in at the fourth seat especially when you are near the window seat thus crushing.you will see vendors selling almost everything ,event hey try to squeeze in when you don't have an inch of space to move,but you have to bear the brunt silently.then there is a section of over friendly groups in trains who will celebrate everything form birthdays ,marriages...i don't belong to any groups and i myself find it really irritating
seeing the tiffins pass from one corner of the compartment to the other..i keeponpraying that the tiffin lands safelywhere it has to rather than on my head..you will hear loud singing of happy birthdays.you cant tell them to adjust or behave because they will kill you.there is an other section of people who will try their leve lbest to sit down no matter how crowded the train is.all they want is to place their butts somewhere then it isn't of any concern even if it is on someone else's leg.you will have wailing children and then you find all the ladies trying to amuse the baby so that it stops crying.trust me you have the most amazing fights which you will enjoy to the core unless you are in it.i have had the best funniest experiences in the second class ..and when it comes to fighting,the ladies have all got the rajnikanth inspired style of stunts..there are days when i laugh uncontrollably whereas there are days when i suffer endlessly..when you stand to get down at your station you can smell oily stinking hairs that are just below your nose and as fate is always cruel the trains stop for signals endlessly thus leaving you to enjoy the aroma of the stinking oils,sweat.here you have people discussing everything rite from marriage proposals to loser boss to flirty colleagues,suspicous bfs to everything..you get the mirch masala of life in your40min of ride.during rainy season u will have wet umbrellas poking you at the most sensitive and objectionable places which you cant even explain it to them what you are going through
when i reach home every evening i recollect the things that happened in the train and that brings a wide smile on ma face..In a second class compartment you will see wide varieties of people rather than the ones who have their personalities masked under their glares..in a second class you share a seat with a vegetable vendor but not ina first class.i never found any difference in both the compartments in case of comfort,its just the matter ofones mentality and attitude.
according to me if u want to see life,learn hardships of mumbai you go to a second class you will see tiny tots singing songs ,selling wares just to have a one day meal .i get inspired seeing such people and for me second class compartments are the lifeline.