Chuku buku

Trains!

At 10 :40 pm on Saturday night at the comfort of my home in Pune, I remember trains. Do I miss home? Or train? I am not sure. It's both. Why am I writing this? Reason is my friend. She writes a beautiful post about her getting in to train and travelling home. She makes me feel about it....Oh my friend..Train...

What a great human invention? Aren't our movies incomplete without iconic train scenes? DDLJ,DIL SE,....Many more.

I have loved travelling on trains. Always. If there was one true love in my life it was train journeys...Be it a sleeper class or a 2 tier AC...Every journey has a story to tell. The people you meet, the vendors you see,the noise,the calmness within the chaos, you will become a yogi if you philosophically think about train journeys.
The journey of life....Slow..Fast..In control and on track. You got to handle it well to reach your destination. What a beautiful thought!

Train journeys are romantic. Movies made us restore our faith in love. Movies like DDLJ of course. But I am referring to my all time favorite movie by Suriya. Varanam Ayiram. The scene where he truly madly deeply falls in love with the heroine. The guitar ,non AC  sleeper coach, rain and a beautiful girl. Every teenager who watched that movie hopelessly wished to fall in love over a train journey..Of course not everyone was a guitarist like the hero. Not every girl that comes on train entertains that....Yet for most part of my Mangalore- Chennai days I carried a violin on my train journey....Just in case. Honestly I never found a girl and always slept on my upper berth and read books.  (don't take this seriously. I was a violin student then and had to carry it.)

Books and chai...Best part of my memories of train journeys. Buying a book in railway station, reading it over the journey just taking breaks for food so that I survive and I have finished many novels in my 14 hour journeys on train.. without sleep. Nostalgic about it.

Oh Girl you just made me write a whole post on train journeys.
Thank you so much my friend.