Written by Bhannu Arora
On a sunny day, my family and I were chugging along to Chandigarh from New Delhi, with my 10-year-old son bubbling with energy. As the train briefly stopped at Ambala Cantt, boredom nudged us to stretch our legs on the platform.
"Come on, Dad! Just a quick walk," my son urged. Little did we know, the train, less patient than us, started moving again!
In a comical attempt to catch it, I dashed alongside, my son in tow, but alas, the train, like a mischievous child, picked up speed. There we were, stranded, my wife's face at the window, a portrait of shock and disbelief.
"Oops," I mumbled, dialing her number. "Don't worry, we'll grab a taxi to Chandigarh," I assured her, though she was far from amused.
Outside, we hopped into a taxi, racing parallel to the railway. Barely 5 km in, a delightful sight - our train, halted by repair works! "That's our train!" I exclaimed.
The taxi driver, now part of our unplanned adventure, helped us navigate a vast sugarcane field. Like a scene from a Hollywood movie, we dashed through the greens, my son's laughter ringing out.
We climbed aboard, much to the surprise of the passengers. I thanked our heroic driver, paying him generously. Navigating through the interconnected bogies, I finally reached my wife, her expression a mix of relief and astonishment.
"How on earth...?" she began.
"Well," I said with a grin, puffing up my chest, "just call me the Action Dad of Ambala!"
The whole journey turned into a series of laughs and stories, and that's how our mundane trip turned into an unforgettable family adventure.
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