The Banglore Disaster Part II

Well the "adventure" continues......

After i realised that i had forgotten to pack my bags i had only one option...
to stuff whatever i could find into a travel bag.things that came into contact with my hand went into the bag.can u beleive it? i actually took a pillow cover with me.

Anyways i managed to pack everything on time.My dad dint even realise that i had forgotten to pack my bags. we had a quick breafast of some gooey looking stuff(my mom wasnt at home and my dad actually cooked for us.yuck!!!) before going to the railway station.
The worse thing abt the railway station of chennai(other than the dirt and smell)are the coolies.they actually try to snatch ur bag.This was the worst cause we had JUST 2 small bags.. one for me(ok.mine wasn't exactly small) and my bro's small travel bag.

just as we reached the train we found out that there was this group of hot females from the north.unfortunaately they were sitting in the next compartment.i had to make frequent trips to the bathroom near their compartment.(i bet they thought i had some problem!!).

most of the journey was uneventful.as the train approched ambur i saw a guy who looked a lot like my bus senior,and to horror this guy was actually my senior..and worse,he got into the same compartment as mine.i immedietly went into a "self induced sleep" but it was of no use, that loser actually shouted my name.
senior:"SANDEEP!!!!WTF are u doing here??"

me:(oh nothing!i was just checking if laloo was here)"eh! i'm going to b'lore for my cousins marriage"

he kept crappin abt why he was going to b'lore but i dint bother to listen cause one of those hot females had come to wash her face.
And the worst part was my mom called my cell 8 TIMES! from b'lore to ask where the train was.("it was only after i reached b;lore i found out that i lose 3 rs per incoming call when on roaming).

finally reached b'lore cantonmemt.my cousin sis had come. but she dint bring the car cause of these protest("why the heck should the protest if someone dies a natural death").we had to take a taxi and that guy actually charged us abt 400rs to travel some 5 Km.The roads were empty and this taxi driver kept on droning in kannada abt how famous raj kumar is.all i can say in kannada is "kannada gothila" which means i dont know kannada.the guy laughed and asked if we knew hindi."yes we do"(SHIT!! big mistake).He kept talking abt how passionate he was abt the film industry and crap like that.

i couldn't tolerate it anymore.I was on the verge of blasting that guy, lucky for him that we reached our house.we threw the money on his face(Just kidding. dint do anythin of that sort).
I guess thats abt it.. i dont want to write abt abything that happened in the function cause of certain reasons which cannot be told.