My first trip to Bombay was when I was all of eight years old. it was going to wonderland. Despite the stink which had not reached the current day pinnacle as yet. The stories of Indo-Pak war, the siren ringing and taking shelters from a potential bomb was all romantically adventurous, but the most …
the wait list.
The train speeds through Kanakavalli to chiplun it stops for a crossing , a battalion of office goers barge in, they sit on you in the berth and wherever they can find a spot to park their little fingers. Never mind you are in a reserved compartment. Never mind these are supposed to be educated …
begging for attention
When the railways entered  the Konkan region, i remember my great uncle PN Ananthakrishna Rao who had told us, that don’t think railway will be bring any benefits, the adverse effect is greater. With increase connectivity the coastal towns have lost their greatest pride, we had no beggars, whenever we saw beggars we could be …
we.. the people..corruption.
Our No counts but do we say NO? We the people the sovereign democratic republic, are we sovereign? Well I guess the staff of Rajadhani seem to think so. I got into Rajdhani at udupi and got off at Margao, boarding was at 7 am, when I entered the train, the sheets of the previous …
Travel Lessons Learned the Hard Way
RR Train, Great Britain (LOC) Everyone talks of spur of the moment and spontaneity, adventure. That’s all crap and nonsense nothing is relaxing as a well planned trip. I learnt it the hard way. Travelling with my father meant every booking, every ticket in place. Plan B in case Plan A had a problem. The …
the mobile Konkan trash can
why can't we indians have a little civic responsibility.
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