An Unusual Train Ride

I'm standing in the corner of central passage of the bogie between two toilets with all kinds of people around me for mere a one hour ride. This is because I missed my earlier train where I had a confirm ticket to my home town. A family of  5 , as one would call them from 'Pardhi' community occupy almost all area around me and I'm indifferent. The mom is sitting left to me on a paint drum upside down along the partition with her youngest daughter in her lap. Next to her also on a smaller paint drum is their middle boy quietly overseeing all his surrounding and seldom cuddling his younger sister. To my right is the oldest boy, probably 5 yr old standing/sitting on his skidding truck. In front of him is their toned father, 26 - 27 yrs old, with a mobile in his hand and chewing tobacco all the while..

The father had photo shopped the photo of their youngest daughter with most colorful background and is very gladly showing it to their mom. The excitement on her face and her smile is contagious. To my front and to the right of the mom, also sitting, is a traditionally dressed, rural Maharashtrian, Marathi woman with her only child(sitting) and 'only' husband(standing).

There is absolutely no place to walk past us.

Excluding us are regular students and jobbers young and middle aged standing/sitting near the door and between the overlapping part of two bogies.

Just then I hear the  Marathi woman talking with the mom about their children

" How many?"

"Three! One girl two boys." mom replies

"See this young one, she is the naughtiest of all. "

While pulling down the pants of the daughter she says, " See these marks(pointing towards her naked bum) once while playing she directly went and sat onto the burning chulha. Such are her shenanigans."

I'm not completely surprised.

A few minutes later, a station before mine approaches. I now stand leaning to the aisle side door of the compartment. The husband of the Marathi woman hastily almost pulls his wife to make her seat on the vacant seats. The toned man asks rather makes his wife come seat with him between overlapping passage on the clothed bundle(probably all their clothes).The eldest son now sits on the paint drum. The mom herself skinny is breastfeeding her daughter. A vadapav vendor approaches. Father asks for 2 vadapav's and negotiates 3rd for half the price. He breaks each one in half and passes one half to their middle child. The rest he eats it all with just 2 bites for each half. The mom, daughter and eldest son watch them eat.

Later a peanut seller approaches and the father gives the rest of the family, a peanut packet and each of them eats it without a fraction of annoyance.

I get off at my station.