I did try …no video on the cutlet sellers. Next journey…we’ll make a guy pose and yell -promise!
Some memories are etched in our minds forever. Never to be parted from. Among these are the train journeys we undertake, to go on a holiday or to move to a different city,part of the occupational hazards.
After 14 years of marriage I realised why hubby dear loves to travel by train, not for anything else but a childhood fascination and awe for all kind of engines. Steam Engines, to be precise. I remember ,train journeys with the steam locomotive pulling the train along the western Ghats in India, meant that one reached their destination covered in specks of soot..
Today, the reason why I still prefer to travel by train-always end up paying the charges for excess baggage at airports. My journeys are always eventful, and every so often, I’ve barely just managed to catch the train…by a hairs breadth. This summer, while returning from Delhi after a much needed vacation…hubby dear and I realised that we were travelling together after almost 9 years. Time had whizzed past, so many things had changed.
Indian Railway and no Video…can think of nothing other than Maliaka Arora Khan! dancing on th etrain…no cutlet sellers here.
We now travelled first class, ERGO…there was no vendor selling chips or magazines or the antiquated ,stinky, smelly soap strips(thank god for liquid soap)or the chai tea in the earthenware cups called kullads, or the guy selling CUT