September 14, 2013 | By: Vidyanath Aarvi

Chennai Express

   This is not about the SRK's movie but about my recent journey in Chennai Express.
    As I had an unplanned travel to Hyderabad, I was in RAC list. So I had to share a berth with someone. As I was wise enough to know the person's name from the passengers list available outside the compartment with whom I was going to travel. Her name was Preeti.

Likely as in Indian Cinema, a pretty young lady was in search of her berth.

I inquired (Ladka hu na) her, "Are you Ms.Preeti?"

She responded
Doubtfully (Ladki hai na), "How come you kn..."

I interrupted "I saw your name in the passengers list".
Preeti: "Oh! I see. Is yours RAC 47?"

Me: "Yes!"
I was busy listening to My favorite songs by Kishore Kumar. She was busy speaking over phone. We both went silent for some time. Later, She broke the ice between us and asked

Preeti: "Your Good name?"

Me: "I am Vidyanath."

Preeti: "Till Secunderabad?"

Me: "Yes! and you?"

Preeti: "Yeah! Me too.."

For a moment I thought "Meri Band bajne waali hai, sitting and travelling for 12-13 hours. Teek hai chalta, aisi pyari ladki hai toh time aaraam se guzar jaayega.. ;)"

Me: "Are you going to Hyderabad for the first time?"

Preeti: (Smiling and Surprisingly) "Yes, but .. How do you know?"

Me: "You are from Karnataka Right?"

Preeti: (Again Shocked) "Hey! are you an Astrologer or what?"

Me: (Smiling) "No, I heard you asking Hyderabad address over phone in Kannada. that was a blind guess. Need not be an astrologer."

Preeti: "Oh! so u know kannada?"

Me: "Not really. Svalpa guthaithu. because of diversity in the work environment, I understand few words..:P"

Preeti: "Tum bahut chamatkaar banthe ho aur banathe ho."

Me: "Did you just now praise me?"

We went on our discussions on career, personals, and lot more.
    Later after an hour or so, the other co-passengers were into a real group discussion about Separation of Andhra Pradesh, then politics, society's development, education system, ETC (End of Thinking Capacity).

     At first I thought "Yeh log kya ukhaadne waale hai?", then I thought "Atleast I could gain some knowledge. Information is wealth right?" so, we too joined them.

     As the discussion went on, I got to know that the person is a journalist. He is a knowledge bank. He held some statistical data on illiteracy, and some political stuff which were shocking and surprising.

    As the part of discussion he raised a simple question "How many states are there in East India?"
Everybody is born intelligent na.. so all started saying "Assam, Sikkim, Nagaland, etc, etc."

    The journalist replied (sarcastically) "Very good, the answers which you gave are north Eastern states. Eastern states are Bihar, Jharkhand and West Bengal. This was the homework given to my child studying 1st standard. I was shocked when I saw the standard of questions they ask to children who doesn't know the spelling of India properly. This is how our education system is."

    He gave few more examples. which led me to respect journalism. Discussion went on till 1 O'clock in the midnight. When people from other blocks repeatedly asked us to stop talking and to sleep, we bid good night. others slept and we sat and watched the movie Chennai Express in Chennai Express :)