Part2:Hazrat Nizammudin to New Delhi Via Madhya Pradesh --- Ahoy to Kanha

The train journey itself remained quite uneventfull except for a few instances,
1 Making friends with the kids2 Food from commesum in Agra3 Sitting in the attendant bench at night looking out of the door4 listining to actual Hindi after a long time with words like swastha, aavashyek e.t.c.... 5 Making plans to buy a toothpaste in one of the stations6 Taking our bunk back after giving it to somebody else as the TT would have required it
After food in Agra we decided to sleep, with Prashant on the top bunk and me on the middle one. With the bed being set the night quitly passed and gave way to the morning sunlight...
Being woken up by Prashant is not a pleasent feeling you can ask Alok Aggarwal....
Anyway the day started with me smoothly sliding down the bunk, realizing\told that we do not have any toothpaste...nevermind...Datoon hai...chalega....is the potty clean...yup...with liquid sopa....amazing ...three cheers to Indian railways..... life is good
( For those who do not know me...Potty is the most essential work a human does... there is nothing heavier than a ass full of potty)
Well with my mind and heart clear and most importantly with my Stomach crystal clean...I set upon the grim task of chewing on the datoon...after a considerable time... my mouth was clean...only thing foul coming out of it was the language...the breath was clean...lovely..
Jablapur....I have been here...actually...Madhya Pradesh is one place you can say I have been to.... did my Hotel Management from nagpur some 5 hrs of bus drive from here....... Also it is close by to Katni...the gateway to Morwa and to Singrauli...I did my schooling from there... so all in all I kinda belong even without knowing anything I somehow know...
All right...onwards we move...decide that we need to have a plan...and after a lot of planning again using sophisticated methods of initiution and feelings we decided that we will take the train from Bhopal to Delhi...with all the plans being crystal clear we walked to the reservation counters and filled in the form... filled everything except for one small detail the name\number of the train... never mind I said I will ask and fill it in.....as we do not know what is the avaiabitlity situation....
Stand in the queue ...my number ...5...after about 2 min the person in front of me moves out and joins another queue...Why??? Impatient people....ah after about 40 min my turn comes in and I was told that the form needs to be complete .....
KILL, DROWN,HACK,....just a few feelings that were coming to my mind so after a little bit letout we went back to the station for something not sure what and baught the Madhya pradesh MAP, still not toothpaste though...took a rickshaw to the place in Jabalpur where we could get some internet....cool...reached the square...had DOSA, idli e.t.c.. and onwards we walked to the internet cafe...booked our tickets and startedthe long march to the bus station...I did not realize that it was that far off...or that I am so out of practice ...unfit e.t.c..
Reached bus station, tore the sleeve of my shirt...ok....just rolled it a bit more...got the bus that we were lookin for ...and actually slept....this happens to me...I can sleep anywhere..anytime...poor Prashant...I ave no clue what He was doing...I guess clicking....
Mandla...again woken up by Prashant..abused...reminded him that I am elder to him and he should give respect.. :)
Sat down and after a lot of talk went out to get some food, drinks and most importantly Camera Rolls...
A new bus, definately better but slower than the previous one...it had to be...people in Calcutta would know of these buses ..1B, 2C e.t.c.Same speed, and same intentions...maximum filling...
There in after a few breaks the chai shop, with a difference, you can ask for some salt in your tea's and nobody will ask any questions or raise eyebrows apparently it is quite normal to do something like this...great.....I am with the freaks....I am home......

I AM IN KANHA