lalbagh diary – musings from the track part 2
0950 aaloo bonda medhu vadai masala dosa – he pauses at the aisle and looks around . The train slows again as we near gudiyattam – I don’t know why but I take a fancy to the station . A small podgy guard waves the green flag and we leave in slow motion , crossing the railway crossing with just one cyclist waiting
1005 we land in the noisiest station so far – katpadi . Its teeming with people and some jokers are parading with some flags raising some congratulatory slogans . Suddenly all the noise is inside the compartment . The men are wearing some big badges that looks like a withered sunflower with yello satin around with a mug of a guy in the centre – they start sitting wherever they want like in an unreserved compartment . Talks of politics are rife – one guy is the leader ; he is encouraging everyone to follow his example to yell , eat , drink and throw weight around . The kids start wailing and another loud pax starts talking on the phone . A goods train crosses and we are slowly chugging along . Suddenly the journey seems long and the goods train seems to be faster – only half the journey is over
Hi lakshmi…..horrible journey with those of co-passengers.