Is there anyone in this world who don't like to enjoy the view from train window?... i remember the days when i waved my hands to the giant trains standing in the level crossing. Not only me, many in this hot humid city will remember their childhood days in small towns and villages waiting for the trains to trains. Train is always special. It is comfortable, you can pass through lot of sub urban, can see lot of small huts moving behind you, lot of temples and panchayat trees, sometimes cities with large buildings etc ... also you can make new friends, train friends.
MRTS in chennai... one of my favourite mode of transport here... i prefer train than bus or bike... i can reach my destination early without getting fried up in hot sun, traffic, air and noise pollution... Chennai without MRTS!!! i would have hated it...
I love electric trains here, not only because it is comfortable... but it has something more than that... may be because it carries thousands and thousands of hearts in it... Most of my days in Chennai moved with/in train... days started in train and ended too... I not only enjoyed the views through the window, i enjoyed seeing the people inside too...
there are lot in the train, the people and their souls...
the gang of elder people, hopefully they should be train friends (sometimes i heard them speaking about the train travelers association) who chat and enjoy like college guys, the elder ladies singing bajjans, the guy who wear a watch like mine and his smile whenever he see me, the girl who travel reading her CA book, the tiny girl who travel with her guitar, the old man looking tired of his life, strict fathers, loving mothers, pregnant wives, loving husbands, exhausted man, happy going lovers, loving couples, small kids, school going childrens, boys, beautiful girls, vendors, blind people selling card covers, beggars... and many to add in the list... those faces carry smile, tears, tiredness, joy, satisfaction, love, lust, jealous, proud etc...
There are really thousands of characters and souls and people who rush for their life and aim... i feel happy to be one among them... they taught me something daily but they don't know that, sometimes even i don't know. But they teach me to live life, fight for life, enjoy life...
Sometimes when i happened to travel at mid day, the first class in the train will be physically empty... but it carries thousands of souls on it... hundreds of love with their names, proposals from boys for his girl, the names of boys gangs, girls gang too, fake phone numbers, posters for jobs and real estates, sketches and lot more scribblings...
a quote from my dairy that i saw in the train...
"i want to live in ur eyes, i want to die in ur arm, and to burried in ur heart"...
I saw an old man, who traveled from Trisulam(airport) to Egmore carrying his luggage straight from the airport. He cherished his old memories, he traveled in the trains during his college life before 25 years. He felt happy to travel in the train after 25 years.. getting back into his memories. Also i remember another old man, who advised me to give up drinking soft drinks and to drink only fresh juice.
Tambaram station is one of my favorite place in Chennai. If u had read my previous blog posts then you can guess y! if not you will know soon...
sometimes i happened to see corpse on the track...
This giant long steel beast has many stories carrying with it... and i read those...
love,
danny.
MRTS in chennai... one of my favourite mode of transport here... i prefer train than bus or bike... i can reach my destination early without getting fried up in hot sun, traffic, air and noise pollution... Chennai without MRTS!!! i would have hated it...
I love electric trains here, not only because it is comfortable... but it has something more than that... may be because it carries thousands and thousands of hearts in it... Most of my days in Chennai moved with/in train... days started in train and ended too... I not only enjoyed the views through the window, i enjoyed seeing the people inside too...
there are lot in the train, the people and their souls...
the gang of elder people, hopefully they should be train friends (sometimes i heard them speaking about the train travelers association) who chat and enjoy like college guys, the elder ladies singing bajjans, the guy who wear a watch like mine and his smile whenever he see me, the girl who travel reading her CA book, the tiny girl who travel with her guitar, the old man looking tired of his life, strict fathers, loving mothers, pregnant wives, loving husbands, exhausted man, happy going lovers, loving couples, small kids, school going childrens, boys, beautiful girls, vendors, blind people selling card covers, beggars... and many to add in the list... those faces carry smile, tears, tiredness, joy, satisfaction, love, lust, jealous, proud etc...
There are really thousands of characters and souls and people who rush for their life and aim... i feel happy to be one among them... they taught me something daily but they don't know that, sometimes even i don't know. But they teach me to live life, fight for life, enjoy life...
Sometimes when i happened to travel at mid day, the first class in the train will be physically empty... but it carries thousands of souls on it... hundreds of love with their names, proposals from boys for his girl, the names of boys gangs, girls gang too, fake phone numbers, posters for jobs and real estates, sketches and lot more scribblings...
a quote from my dairy that i saw in the train...
"i want to live in ur eyes, i want to die in ur arm, and to burried in ur heart"...
I saw an old man, who traveled from Trisulam(airport) to Egmore carrying his luggage straight from the airport. He cherished his old memories, he traveled in the trains during his college life before 25 years. He felt happy to travel in the train after 25 years.. getting back into his memories. Also i remember another old man, who advised me to give up drinking soft drinks and to drink only fresh juice.
Tambaram station is one of my favorite place in Chennai. If u had read my previous blog posts then you can guess y! if not you will know soon...
sometimes i happened to see corpse on the track...
This giant long steel beast has many stories carrying with it... and i read those...
love,
danny.
4 comments:
hey , i liked ur style of writing...i've not been on the trais in chennai but as i read ur blog i felt i was there too...good one...
Thanks Subashini...
If u get chance, travel in chennai train.. or anywhr in the world, am sure u will njy it...
oh ya, now i travel in subways(Toronto)....but i really dont get ur experience....coz people here (incuding me) travel with their i pods...u know v miss the nice things in life....anyway wen i visit india i'll make sure that i travel in trains....
yeah... u r rite, u may not get this experience anywhr else... I heard from my frnd in mumbai, there people travel in rush, they rush for their destination, they get ready for their day in train, they brush, they eat, they make up, they sleep... I feel chennai people are lucky, they enjoy their journey... like me...
Cheers to chennai :-)
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