Gawd, i love train journeys. Long train journeys. Ive grown up in train journeys. Hyderabad to patna. Delhi to patna. Delhi to tinsukia. Delhi to Chennai.
General, sleeper, first class(these are ones where it isnt AC but a comparmenet has gates AC 1st class style, i think then dont have em now on trains), 3rd AC, 2nd AC, Rajdhani, Shatabdi.. ive done it all.Travelling back from Bangalore to Delhi, in a train, after more than an year, it feels like home coming. Just feels so great.
Been there, done that.
The train journey's are awesome. The best part is the night. It gets friggin absolutely pitch black. Cherry on the cake...what i see out of the window right now, is straight out some movie scene... It gets occasionally illuminated by thunders, tearing through the sky. Cant hear em, but see the landscape, i can.
Passed an empty fucking station, a few minutes back.. and it was so awesome. Not a soul. No station name. Not even a dog. Just illuminated empty station. Haunted? :-O
Feilds... mountains.... plateau.. ravines... towns... hutments.. chai... if once craves to go out.. see India... travel trains. You get every thing wholesale.
I regret the taste of luxury, naah, this dependency on luxuries, i seem to have depend on.. AC kind of seprates you from what awesomness trains
actually are. The sealed windows are like prisons. Sleeper class.. night time... your head resting on the window grills.... I dunno, i cant describe a more
liberating feeling. I cant decribe in words the way you can see the world sitting on the coach gates of a speeding train.. crossing a river bridge.
The sight of river waters, beneath your feet... seperated by the rails and towers of the bridge.
Adios... its getting late.. and i wonder, what mobile bill am going to blow up, for this internet on train..
General, sleeper, first class(these are ones where it isnt AC but a comparmenet has gates AC 1st class style, i think then dont have em now on trains), 3rd AC, 2nd AC, Rajdhani, Shatabdi.. ive done it all.Travelling back from Bangalore to Delhi, in a train, after more than an year, it feels like home coming. Just feels so great.
Been there, done that.
The train journey's are awesome. The best part is the night. It gets friggin absolutely pitch black. Cherry on the cake...what i see out of the window right now, is straight out some movie scene... It gets occasionally illuminated by thunders, tearing through the sky. Cant hear em, but see the landscape, i can.
Passed an empty fucking station, a few minutes back.. and it was so awesome. Not a soul. No station name. Not even a dog. Just illuminated empty station. Haunted? :-O
Feilds... mountains.... plateau.. ravines... towns... hutments.. chai... if once craves to go out.. see India... travel trains. You get every thing wholesale.
I regret the taste of luxury, naah, this dependency on luxuries, i seem to have depend on.. AC kind of seprates you from what awesomness trains
actually are. The sealed windows are like prisons. Sleeper class.. night time... your head resting on the window grills.... I dunno, i cant describe a more
liberating feeling. I cant decribe in words the way you can see the world sitting on the coach gates of a speeding train.. crossing a river bridge.
The sight of river waters, beneath your feet... seperated by the rails and towers of the bridge.
Adios... its getting late.. and i wonder, what mobile bill am going to blow up, for this internet on train..
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