Asak!!
As I sit on board this Saudi Rail train, I am reminded of the airconditioned classes that we have in Indian railways. I am travelling by the Al-Qafilah class, the third class so as to say, with a 60 SR ticket. So far, it has been a little less easier than what I could have made of it. A little confusing too. But each experience makes you wiser and that is true and I couldn't agree more! So moving on: I had a hard time finding the railway station as my room mate, didn't know the way to the station. By the time we made it here, we were already late by 30 minutes or so. So finally I reached the station about two hours before my departure time( I gave my itinerary details in my previous post).
After entering the waiting lounge, I could find a very sparsely populated area, this can be primarily attributed to the density of the train traffic. Once in, I knew I had to get a print of my ticket ( I had read this on the SRO website). So I went to the ticket counter, no queues and it was a relishing site ( but to be honest, I had expected no immediate rush after seeing the waiting lounges, all people seemed to be with tickets). So I went to the official sitting inside the window and asked him about the print. He quoted to me ," Read out the ticket number" and I did. But I guess, he missed the sequence. So he immediately bounced onto me, asking me for my mobile ( on to which I had been staring all this while, reading out the ticket number). He then read and entered the number. Alas!! I had the ticket with me. Then my next obvious question was, " What about the luggage? Do I need to get it checked or transferred somewhere" and the reply was not satisfactory. I have had a longer than usual hibernation in India, forgetting the good Arabic pick-up I had made while at work. So I nodded my head and went back to my seat in the waiting lounge.
To my left was the family waiting lounge and we were sitting in the designated " single" waiting lounge, both separated by a 20 feet tile strip. So I kept staring at unassuming faces and finally found one familiar face, it turned out to be a Paki. Hahah!! I started the conversation in English, asking about the luggage and that man in his late 40's and executive by appearance, kept nodding and said no problem with the luggage. Then I had to anchor the ship, so as to say, I started in Urdu and got an unconfirmed answer.
After a 15 minute wait, I knew I had to take some step as the time was fast approaching for the scheduled reporting time. So I again went to the counter where I met a Saudi passenger, he was of the same opinion but gave some 'guiding' inputs. Yet I got a very hazy answer. So I went ahead after taking my answer.
BREAK TIME: I WAS JUST HAVING A SR 8 CHICKEN BURGER, just finished eating it. Nesma trading are the contracting /catering people.
So as they say , " A bull for its bull-rider", I found the most accurate information after I again approached the ticket counter. I was asked to go the luggage counter if I had a big bag with me and the rest smaller bags, I could carry on-board with me. So I did that. And guys, there is no problem with the weight issues, I think. Because they were least bothered by the weights.
So after that, we were asked to go the departure lounge. Before embarking into it, my eyes glanced towards a restaurant that hid behind the departure lounge, this again was a Nesma undertaking. So I went into the restaurant, it was as expected, empty and manned by Bangladeshis as usual. Infact, on all airports, railstations, saptco stands, the most common sight is that of Bangladeshis :-) They have like conquered the whole system.
So @ the canteen, I bought a 5 SR hummus with no qubus ( bread) and a water bottle of 1 SR and I disembarked, carrying with me a back pack and a laptop bag, heading back to the departure lounge.
Here it was that our tickets were checked and bar-coded for feed. And then our Iqamas were checked. So finally we got into the departure lounge. Here I saw a Cantonese like guy asking the Saudi officer about the ticket and the details. He seemed Filipino to me ( as this country seems infested,oooppps populated, by a large Filipino community). I looked at him and gave him a smile and he reverted the same way. I asked him if he was confused ( his face was indeed a testimony to that), he just crossed me over and sat on a chair in the next row.
After some time, he came up to me and asked if I could understand or speak English, I replied saying I spoke good English and he was like " Thank God" and so we were into an instant bond. He was actually a Chinese working for the Harmain Rail Project and at all times before this, he had a translator travelling with him. So after a brief round-up, we were waiting for the announcement and along the stroll, we both were happy that we had a same-class ticket and then we finally found seats in front and back rows.
As I sat down, I had a Saudi youth sitting beside me, occupying the window seat. We had a brief chat. Before this, my Chinese friend exclaimed that he had an STC plug in device and if I wanted it. I didn't give much notice to it since I knew that the train was wi-fi enable. Alas! I was wrong, there was no unsecured connection on board, so immediately I broke the ice and asked him for the key. He was very gracious in removing the lid off the USB and giving it to me to feed the key and alhamdulillah!! I was able to give you this long information..the story of my first train journey in Saudi Arabia. Indeed I seem to be enjoying it.
Between this, I was scraping through the internet, trying to know " How to find the Qibla on board a train?", " What about prayers at a time when we are unable to find the qibla or move?" . Alhamdulilah I found the answer here :
As I sign off, I am almost 90 minutes into my journey with some 150 minutes or more left.
PS: Find my foto onboard at the end of this post.
I hope you like it. Thanks and have a good day. Cheers!!
Salamualaikum!!
Allah Hafiz!!