Local Train
The Navi Mumbai train route is usually not as teeming as Mumbai’s. I exploited this fact to my full potential! A journey from Vashi to Koperkhairane would often turn into 15 minutes of rumination, or sometimes it would come as an extension to my sleep. For a lady of my age, w orking in an IT company is always a dreary task. My Office was pretty close to my residence, and this was the very reason I used to get late. Today was nothing special. Usually getting up late meant my daily schedule had to undergo a 1.5x speedup. Reaching office even a minute after 10 o’clock meant a sacrifice of my Saturday shopping. The stringent tenet of our company was flouted, and you had to pay a heavy price for it, literally. It was 9.10, the 8 th iteration of my snooze, when I came to life. The Alarm Clock is the worst nightmare of a night-fantasist! However I feared another such horror show was on display for me later in the day, perhaps around or after 10.00. Being the ‘better’ of the sexes was n