Geetopadesha

This is my one of those blogs i am writing sitting next to a window seat of Rani chennam Train..


Ab sleeper confim nahi hua RAC ke seat pe bet ke sona impossible..

Well RAC – means - Reservation aganist canclelation - hmm.. dint understand this ? ....dont worry i too dint.... but some how i don’t like travelling in train....so am coming back to bus... 

I call buses as wind tunnels bogis... cos you should do a night journey in Poona banglore higway or say any high way...like nice road...., where buses shoot themselves in to dark and the gushing wind..

Its a fun watching outside the window at that time...., while i was enjoying this experience in one of my trip back home.... i had a chance to listen some Geetopadesh

Here it goes...it was 1 o clock at midnight near ChitraDurga ...when two men sitting adjacent started quarrelling

P1 – Close the window.... its chilling cold.

P2 – What ? its so hot

P1 – Man i am dyeing of chill ! close the window

P2 – Its sweating here , i cant breath , i will die if i close the window...

The argument went on went on...and on.... others started getting irritated as their sleep got disturbed.....

Suddenly a an old aged man stoop – with elegance - From his dressing we could make out he is a religious person...or swamiji kind of...

Looked at everyone and then looked at these two.. and told....in loud and jolly manner...

“Sons, let me give you a little Geetopadesha...”

Close the window – let one die of sweat and heat

Open the window – Let the other die of Chill and cold

So that we can travel to our destinations Calmly !!!

Both P1 and P2 sat quietly thru out the journey...leaving the window to itself...