We got Da'ed

The deadline-afflicted one

I cant think of a vacation where DA has made it without getting entangled in some sort of mess.Deadlines seem to chase her everytime she has to take off.

Some sort of panic button seems to trigger in her "manager/client/people we dont know of" everytime she needs to get interstate.

Then we have these two wise women(some kinda oxymoron...) who thought they would save themselves the trouble of walking down to the stipulated platform by jumping into the first moving train they see.Kacheguda Express.Even if I were running for my life,this would still seem like an odd name to me.Before the two wise women throw daggers at me,in their defense,apparently the inhabitants of this train thought they could do with more female company and pulled them in..ala bollywood style..so lets add to the drama..how about crying out aloud??..lol

We were the cool ckicks from IT.We dint have any geograpghy to fall back on.It dint strike us fast enough that the two trains would probably head in opposite directions.

The two horror-stricken/dumb struck women on the right platform went through periodic bouts of giggles and deep thinking.Being panic-stricken would have helped their cause a little more but it somehow seemed too messed up to be true.They dug into kurkure when they could get their hands of their phones.

Defintely the two wise women would find their way out and salvage us this "once in a blue moon" trip.Life would be back on track.

So we board the train,Trivandrum Express.

The kind-looking TT turned into a monster when he realised the woman who booked the tickets dint grace his 2-tier AC coach.We smoothly morphed into women who knew their trains and its rules.Did not work.We switched to pleading and begging in high-pitched shrill tones.We dint have time for a last ditch switch to vernacular gibberish as suggested by our smart ass friend.He dumped us out before we knew what struck us.KR Puram.

We gotta first hand experience of what the Metro could be by hitching a train ride on the most-filthy looking compartment there ever was from KR puram to Cantonment.

We tried forcing the smart ass to make it to the trip.But when she makes up her mind,you dont argue.Just chuck it.

We got ourself a bus to Cochin with some help from the kind samaritan.Thank god for small mercies.It was a happy reunion.Got there in one peice.Had a lovely holiday and a sinful food feast.But for the elusive train ride...:-)