Let me tell out about the Hamburger story first.
A Woman use to cut the edges of the “Ham” while cooking the hamburger. She use to do it each time she cooked a hamburger. One day her husband asked her ” Honey ! Why you cut the sides of the Ham while making the hamburgers?” The woman said, ” Dear, My Mother use to make it the same way”.
Husband: ‘And where from she got the recipe?’
Wife: ‘From her mother.’
So, on the Thanks Giving Day the husband asked his wife’s Grandmother, ” Grandma, why do you cut the sides of the Ham while making the hamburger?” Grandma replied, ” Coz, I never had a flying pan big enough to cook the whole ham in it.”
Now let me come to what happened to me…..
It was around 3:45 am. I couldn’t sleep at night due to the excitement to see my love after a long time. The continuous snoring of my fellow passenger added the topping to the cake. As it was too cold inside the AC compartment, I decided to travel the rest of the journey standing by the door-side. So I went over to the door of the compartment and let the cool breeze flow over my face. I took my luggage along with me. Now what happens next….
Everyone who were supposed to get down at Dadar followed me with their luggage 🙂
No one even bothered to ask me why I was standing there, though the train is scheduled to reach the station by 5 am..
Now that’s My Hamburger Story
Sapnochora 