Aug 7 2009
3:10 pm : Met Goat and Matka at the station. We are way too early. But anyway, hope it pays off. Hope we get to sit in some comfort in a general compartment.
Aug 7 2009
3:10 pm : Met Goat and Matka at the station. We are way too early. But anyway, hope it pays off. Hope we get to sit in some comfort in a general compartment.
After wishing continuously for some time on my own, I seem to have been granted my wish. I’m seated alone in a crowded compartment. I feel like chewing my words, I begin to think that I’m more of a pack animal. Hold on, not just yet, I have some time to sit, look around and let some random and some not so random thoughts roam my head. That way, travelling is something truly unique. It can be enjoyed either when you’re by yourself or when you’re with a gang creating a ruckus all along the way.
I’m just sitting by myself watching the outside world whizz past the window. Its not something new to me, but something that I never find to be dull. It always seems so fresh every time you experience it. If not anything else, it makes you oblivious to the claustrophobic atmosphere inside.
A bad tech joke just ran through my head : More people are being pushed onto the seat, the seat does have only finite capacity, but there is no more space to accommodate overflow. Hence I just hope that the seat doesn’t crash.