Friday, November 09, 2007

sUrReAl RiDe

The big metal snake wringling through the concerete jungle and the green alike, carrying in its belly score of people with various destinations to reach through, well, look it a bit closer its our very own train.

Its been almost fourteen years for me since I set my foot on a train station and it seems, I havent missed much. Coincidentally or what the slithering or bovine metal beast still misses the clock more then often. But having been missing from action so long, I cant treat all its brethrens alike, it could very well be some spat of fate. Being in Delhi and having been used the Metro rail facility I wonder how many years it would take for our Indian stations to be spick and span like a dirt road. When at the clock's rung the train screeches on its metal track. I guess more than longer, looking at the way things are. But whatever the indian train holds, it still has its own nostalgia and a different sort of charm.

My journey was from Delhi to Moradabad, a small town in UP also called the brass haven. Its strange how a small microcasm exists under this very metal roof, with people sharing in their laughs once or twice, or for the more brazen ones a comment or two. Almost any topic seems to be fine to pass the way out, from the goverment squabbles to the state of education and eroding values, yes sir, you will get and hear and shun it all. If you are traveling in an AC tier then the strange black glazed mirrors almost alienates you from the world outside, with beds stacked one over another, fans whiring, and lights flickering the dimly lit house almost seem hynotically surreal, as if the time had surely slowed down in this part of the world.

With every train station the all to familiar call of station tea (chai-chai) to pakodas of every shape and size. Going through the ever changing scenery one living in a city like delhi can't fail to realize that there is still much to change on the scene outside.

I guess an airport in every big city will still take time, till then the train will surely be there for an all to familiar ride. Enjoi the joyride!

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Blogger Viewer said...

good to c u back in actin after a long hiatus.

Yeah i must admit that even though our country does not have the most advanced trains and railway systems... the train sure holda good part of my childhood memory

Wednesday, November 21, 2007 2:21:00 PM  
Blogger Sangeeta said...

Hi Rebus

How are you?

I felt I was on a train journey reading this post! Good one.

And hey, I'm back after a loooooooong break from blogging.:)

Tuesday, November 27, 2007 4:47:00 PM  

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