My college days have always been at campuses away from the city. My under grad days were spent at SRM in Kattankulathur and post grad was at MCC in Tambaram. The Beach to Tambaram electric train was our easy means of travel in my post grad days. After the college gets over at 6.15pm we move our lazy asses out of campus by another 20 mins and after a quick stop at the road side shop we would be at the Tambaram Station. Tambaram is one of the busiest areas and it could be called the capital of sub-urban Chennai. Tambaram station is known for its pocket pickers and ticket less travelers and security was therefore at its peak.
Our police story happened on one such busy day.
If I remember right that evening we were coming after some celebration in our department and we were munching the Kurkure which we managed to flick. There was a TTE checking tickets of everyone in the main line train platform and he was easily recognizable with his uniform. We promptly showed our train passes to the TTE. All perfect.
Then the TTE went to Fenn and that was the time Fenn was learning to speak back and also wear an attitude that misfits him.
TTE: Tickets ?
Fenn: You ?
This word from Fenn was least expected and made us turn back and concentrate on their conversations
TTE: I am the TTE (the TTE was damn pissed and I bet no one would have ever put a question like that in his entire life)
Fenn: Can I see your identity card?
We were in splits. Krishna, Anand, Pradeep and I couldn’t control the laughter. But the TTE promptly showed his ID card and asked Fenn for his ticket with a lets settle our scores now look. Fenn showed his train pass like he was flashing an FBI ID card.
The TTE pulled the pass and found that the mandatory passenger signature was missing. That was not a serious fault and he could have let Fenn go but the TTE wanted to score this time.
TTE: There is no signature, come with me
Fenn: But …
The TTE just walked him to his cabin and called a couple of the Railway Police guys. The railway Police guys were some North Indians and Fenn understood not even a word the TTE spoke in Hindi with the RPF guys.
We guys then followed them to the cabin and called for a Panchayat. Deepa’s dad was with the Railways and she called up her dad but the TTE refused to speak to him and put the phone down. Damn it.
Our second option was Rachel she was freelancing with the Indian Express then and we brought her in to speak for us, we thought her press reporter status might help. Damn it, no use. The TTE was not going to budge.
In a way we were enjoying the act and looking at Fenn’s face as he was thinking fast for an excuse had us in splits. But then we had to go home so Krishna and I went up to the TTE.
Krishna: Sorry sir, extremely sorry.
TTE: Sorry? For all that he spoke, I’ll show who I’am …
Me: Right sir but you know what he is in a depression
Krishna: He was in a boys college for three years which got him psychologically disturbed
Fenn took the cue from Krishna and interrupted
Fenn: When I was in Loyola I was intercepted by a fake TTE who took away my three sovereign chain, will you take responsibility for that ? (that was a big time lie and Fenn had never been in an electric train till he joined MCC and the TTE too did not believe what he said)
Krishna: Did you hear that, he is like that sir, so please …
Me: Yes sir … He is actually a good guy and now if you file an FIR on him, it would damage his life
TTE: Thambi, I never said I’am going to file an FIR …
Me: No sir, just a precaution …
Krishna: Please sir, this wont happen again, I guarantee …
TTE: Okay, okay take him away …
We had one unopened Kurkure packet and as a token of affection I offered it to the TTE but he refused to take it. So after a mandatory thanking session by each and everyone of us to the TTE we left with another story to keep the classroom laughing the next day. Fenn spoke not a single Tamil word during the entire conversation and was living in the airs of a Briton, which made the TTE feel a hot rod up his ass. The day showed us some good fun which we would remember for a long time.
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Machan…I’ll kill u bugger. I was freelancing was it? I was a little better – trainee-sub (don’t ask how much pay).
Dinesh…Fenn was much more arrogant in the beginning.
U guys went ahead. Me, Anand & Fenn were first stopped by the TTE.
Me & Anand (ordinary people) show our tickets.
Fenn: Enna? Neganga yaru?
TTE: (Stunned silence)………………………ID please
Fenn: Nenga ID caminga. Pakkalam.
Anand: Don’t play the fool bugger. Just how him the ID
Fenn: Machan. Epadie than oruthan ticket kettan. Ticket ela. Fine vangittu, receipt kettane. Payanthu oditan. Evungla ella namba kudathu.
TTE: (shows his ID). Eppa ID caminga Sir.
Beginning of galatta .. crackers, everything
Hi Dinesh,
Really funny, is this the original raw material or the end product? I mean edited for screenplay
lmao! keep ‘em funny things coming!
heh
Jackass, you forget the big ass peep’s crucial “those few words” It was his words that made the TT realise it was a mistake. Bugger you dropped my boxing title too…
macha.. all i can say is i regret not coming on train to college.. i missed a lot
seriyana kathai….pesama padam edukalam.
superb adventure da!!!…i guess i missed out on all these sort of adventurous ventures since i dint go to college in chennai!!!…college life there is so much more fun n less mundane then the boring monotony here.
BTW….when can i meet krish!!!:P
@ rachel
i dint know trainee subs where paid pea nuts in your days
fenn is a phenomenon … no other words from my side
@ spontic
no i dint, its our actual conversation, at times we dont think twice when we speak
@ suraksha
there is a sequel … and thats going to have a couple of fights as well
@ yogi
hey
@ victim a.k.a fenn moses
machan, what did peep say ? i dont remember …
do you want me to say you threatened the TTE claiming you were a boxer and got a punch in your face from the Railway Police, come on dude, i cant damage your image
@ mia
you bet ? we’ve guys missed the hall nights, the panty raids et all
@ nandhini
oh come on, you guys at canada are way ahead us, if we see someone hawt here, we only keep seeing …
krish ? you wanna try teleconferencing ?
Yea some Guys are away “ahead” here that they lack something called greymatter….give a new definition to shallow and empty….shallow in approach,empty in the head.
teleconferencinga….hmmm modern technology..seriously whats that…i admit me tubelite.
Any bahana to speak with him…am in!!! lol!!!
Machan, v should have left him alone with the TTE 4some time n watched the fun.. But the best part was peep offering the TTE a Kurkure packet .
Wish more things like this happened during those days. But this incident will stay for a very long time in our memories..
@ nandhini
oops, thats pretty sad and bad out there … i ll give you krish’s number if you want … btw when are you coming ?
@anand
dawg. read the post again, it was i who gave the kurkure to the tte and remember how your face changed because you wanted to eat it all
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