RESERVATION WAR !

Its 10-10-10, i woke up early around 4 in the morning, and went to Koramangalam BDA for my ticket reservation, as i am leaving Banglore in three days. Actually
last day i was here at Sothern Wertern Railway's Reservation counter, but did not got my Tatkal ticket, I reached there around 6:30 in the morning. Yesterday
i was here 90 minutes before the opening of the ticket counter, but i didnot got the ticket. So, today i jumped up early and reached the venue at 5:15 in tme morning
approxly 2 hours and 45 minutes before the scheduled time of the poening of ticket counter.
But atlast i got my ticket confirmed, and gonna leave Banglore in two days on 12th.
As i reached the office, i expected some people already in the queue, but eventually, i was nearly on the 32nd position in the list. People were there
from 2 am in the night, and been sleeping there only for that long time, till its 8. Guys who were at the first position had there bedding with then, sleeping on newspaper
covered with thin plastic. Some had there bed sheet , and a few had pillow and shwals too. The scene was really unexpected. Till it was 6:30 i was not been able to see there
faces even, it was all covered with blanket and every thing. Following them was a bunch of young blood, somewhere from Bihar or UP,their different tone of speaking
distinguishes them easily. The had t shirts, burmudaa, shorts etc. Following them was half a dozen of single gentelmans, one after the another, some were sleeping,
some were trying to sleep, a few chatting with each other, a few were busy with there phone and songs, i joined the queue after a gentalman from Orrisa, he was boarding to
Kolkata to meet his daughter, he told me about his career in a private company for last 8 years, and his busy schedule. He was going to see his 6 year daughter after
18 long months, on the occassion of her birthday the following 26th of this month. He was posted to Banglore two years back, and he visited home anly once in this period.
I thought i was standing at the last position in the queue, but after just fifteen minutes, i was followed by three more gentalmans, i think they were from East India,
then the queue grew very quickly, and till 6:40 am ,i was follwed by approxly 60 more gentalmen/ ladies. To my back at 13th and 14th position were the real india,
one hindu prist, wearing long white single piece dhoti, with long tika on forehead, and beeds in hand, and rhyming "hare raama hare krishna", and the next person to the prist was
a well structured, neat, slim muslim. He was not a prist, but looked a very well manared person. I thought, just few days back, wordicts about Ayodhaya came out, and this
two different people are heading towards the same destination, that shows how much we human love everthing around us, the gift of life is equally given to everyone, and India
is a nation of unity, this two gentelman showed it!
If that was not enough, at 7 in morning, that muslim guy took a halt and had his namaz like a true muslim, and the hindu prist was still busy with his beeds and praying.
Comming back to the queue, it was very dull and silent, until three beautiful girls came to join us in the queue, wearing there nighty, and loose tops, even though they
were accompnied by two more boys, but the queue was very anxiously waiting to get any possible glimps of those beauties. Suddenly from nowhere this dead queue was
full of energy and fire in it. The door of the office opened at 7:30 and we all sitted inside the big hall for the fight of getting a ticket. At last i got me entry
at 8:08 and got my ticket. You know one thing is very clear, all shades of life are free to watch, and surroounds us, but we often do not take it in account.
This experience of getting an ticket was very intresting,i wish you too to see what is around you.... Go get your reservation !!!