Aluva station was quite desolate except for few other people waiting for the same train. Being Onam, I figured that the train would be quite full. 1.5 hours behind schedule, when it finally pulled into Aluva station, I realized I might not get to sit till Kozhikode.
When the train pulled in, the formerly desolate Aluva station sprang to fervent life, with people running from one compartment to the next of the 15 car train, trying to procure a seat. I didn't wait much I hopped on to the AC compartment, hoping someone would have left me a berth; no such luck. After being yelled at by the TTR for trawling throughout the AC section, I settled in at the feet of the AC car attendant - sitting on the bed he was sleeping on. I tucked my bags under this makeshift plank of a bed, and prepared for a long, sleepy journey to Kozhikode.
Just after Shornur, the TTR saw me sit-standing at the foot of the attendants bed and dozing, and decided to help me out. He issued me the berth of a guy that just got out, and thus, I made my other half journey to Kozhikode in great comfort.
I got to Kozhikode just past dawn, about an hour late. But then, time wasn't as critical to me as meeting my cousins, aunt and uncle. After spending some time with them and sharing an Onam lunch, I was on my way again, to the train station to go home to Vijee Farms.
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