Stumped!

This happens whenever I take a train from Chennai to Bangalore (Ahem..read as whenever I travel alone!). After taking consecutive modes of transportation(share auto, train/bus, natarajar service), one would arrive at the Central station at least an hour before departure. After going through the not-so-thorough security check, one faces a huge hall buzzing with life. A big crowd stands around the neon board announcing departure/arrival information. One places oneself at a myopically convenient distance from the board, throwing a glance around to test luck by looking for an empty chair. Since one has arrived a tad too early, the wait is inevitable. There are two kinds of waiting you have to do at the station (if you are an early bird that is!) - one is the waiting you do at the huge hall until the platform number appears magically on the neon board. The other is the waiting you do at the platform, on a bench(if lucky) until the time of departure, even if the train has already made its presence felt! At any station, the crowd is diverse, in the sense, a visual treat to someone who kills time by indulging in "people watching". A constant voice inside the head (will be referred to as "the V" ) blabbers about anything and everything that meets the eye from the passengers to the railway crew to the vendors to the staunch of the dried fish in wooden crates! The V spares none. V makes trivial comments about folks who litter to the folks who jitter nonstop! After a while of  switching alternate foot and balancing the luggage, the platform number flashes on the board and a wave of human forms rush in different directions approaching their respective trains/platforms. The V becomes excited too, just like the others and keeps chanting the one number like a mantra until the destination arrives( *5..5...5.. for platform 5*) !

At Platform 5

The train arrives after a good fifteen minutes by which time the V has already convinced one to purchase a "plastic water bottle" for the night, silently making the one feel guilty about not getting her own bottle of water and thus adding to the waste generation!!  After a reluctant purchase of a "Rail Neer", one is faced with the vision of an approaching train.Then starts the confusion

The V is baffled! Which way reads right? Which way should one take? So from Chennai to Bangalore, 12657, the arrow points towards the left. So are the coaches going to be 1-end from right to left ??  One looks around to find a majority of travellers ridiculously forming similar lines of confusion on their foreheads! After a quick observation, with a declaration from the V that there must be a mistake, one does what every other person was doing... Wait for the chart to identify the correct coach! Then like Superman, a guy goes around sticking charts declaring the names, ages, sexes of the so and so's about to undergo a journey! Thankfully the chart always has the coach number stuck on top! Noticing this, a wave of human forms make sudden movements trying to overtake each other to reach their respective coaches. One crosses the coach S7 and the V curses whoever was lucky enough to get S7 ( Only S7 reads the same both ways !) After some huffing and puffing, one reaches the correct coach and the V is enthused to find one's name and quickly checks out "the others" (mostly in their prime 60's every other time :D). The V makes a remark and boards the train in relief!