Tal Guppa - A Short Story

Ramesh was sitting comfortably in his 2nd AC coach. He was a manager in a reputed government undertaking and was earning reasonably. He was confident he can manage education of his son and can marry off his daughter comfortably with the salary he earns. He was on an official tour and was travelling in 2nd AC coach as per his eligibility.
Ramesh, however did not have much work in his government office. Most of the time he would sit idle in his chair and would act as if he is doing something significant when his bosses came into his room.He also was not happy with the monotonous life. He took bath at 8 am daily. Then would pray for 30 minutes before leaving for office. In the evening he would teach his kids and then would go to bed after dinner. This was the life he was leading and he was unhappy because of this monotonous life.
It was 5 pm, evening time in the train and Ramesh was enjoying the sight of the villages and farms. Suddenly the train stopped. Possibly for signal. He looked out and could see that the train was in Tal Guppa, a small town probably. Ramesh could see some farmers toiling hard in the fields near the station.
Ramesh decided to get down and enquire the farmers toiling hard about their lives.
He gets down the train and after crossing the tracks and the platform, he reaches the fields where the farmers were toiling.
Ramesh then casually asks them, " How is life?"
One of the farmers says, "Each day is challenging but exciting. We have to work hard for water, fertilizers, crops and other things every day. Not a single day is same. We like working hard and look forward to challenges every day in the mornings"
Ramesh then thought that the life of the farmers was exciting and was just the opposite of his daily life.
The train gave a whistle and was about to move.
Ramesh was standing in the fields contemplating on leading a farmers' life.
The train began to move slowly. Ramesh then asks, " What about money?"
The farmer replies,"Money is tough. We are barely able to lead a comfortable life. Though crop insurance are there, they are only for name sake."
Ramesh stood there for a couple of seconds. A farmer's life. Or a government servant. The train had already started to move.
Then he decided. And started running towards the train. As fast as he could. He came near his compartment. He reached out for the iron bar door railings. He could manage to grasp the iron railings. Then he swayed his leg towards the steel steps. His feet landed on the step. He was lucky. He opened the steel door and went inside for his seat.
Once in his seat, he gave a sigh of relief. He took about 5 minutes to get back his breath.
The train gave a whistle.