In Mumbai local

One day I was returning home in a local train. When I abroad a Belapur train from Chembur, I saw my professor in the same dabba. He told me, "Hay you man!! Come Come we will go inside and sit!!".

We sat together and started discussion about various topics ranging from US Iran strategy to Mumbai Corporation election results. People sitting beside us thought that these two people are very BIG and were looking at us admirably, I guess. Sorry to say that we were talking very loudly!!.

Suddenly TTR came and asked tickets. Both of us showed our tickets . But I didn't write my name , age and didn't even sign it. He also sat with me and took out his book and pen to fine me. I told him that I am sorry. But he didn't listen to it and fined me Rs 360.

As usual I was out of cash and I had only 250 Rs in my pocket. I begged TTR that sir I really don't have cash to pay the entire amount you fined me. TTR told me don't worry ask your friend sitting near you. I looked at my professors face. He already taken out his purse and looking for money. TheProfessor helped me to pay the rest of the amount.

Then the TTR asked me my name. I asked why? If you don't have time to write your name, let me write on it. I told him "NO". "This is my pass". "Let me write on it". As both of us raising each others voice I thought its stupidity to quarrel in front of my professor.

The TTR wrote my name , age and told me to sign on it. I asked him please put your signature also. Because next time you come for checking, you will be happy to see your signature.