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Tag: Railayana

  • The Vistadome 16539/40

    The Vistadome 16539/40

    Be like a train, go in the sun, go in the rain, go in the storm, go in the dark tunnel, Be like the train, go on your road with no hesitation.

  • Everyone has a story

    Everyone has a story. I love travelling in a train, there are so many interesting people we meet and everyone has a story. It as if, the unique story of each one of us blend to create whole. When we say stories  we think of those that the media tell us, but if we do…

  • Traversing…

    “Toofan Mail, Ek Duniya hai Toofan Mail” Is an earworm that resides in me since I can remember, and it conjures an image of a train huffing and puffing into a station.  People waving people off and people hugging them who get off. Then is the local train, like it is the rhythm of the…

  • Madras mail.

    Nandini, Arvind, karishma, and Ramit are recreating the Chennai express magic, and I am getting nostalgic. For us it was Madras Mail, from Mangalore to Chennai, the excitement would begin, when we reached the Mangalore station those days there were just three trains leaving the station. There was Kasargod station, where my grandfather’s sister and…

  • 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…

  • Stranger in my space

    “Strangers are exciting, their mystery never ends. But, there's nothing like looking at your own history in the faces of your friends.” To a Stranger. by Walt Whitman PASSING stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you, You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes to…