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 …