First long train journey, travelling alone. without family and without friends. 9 hrs journey.
enjoying the moment with myself. no phone calls as roaming charges are started. except family phone calls as no boundary or roaming can stop them from concerning about their child.
watching the scene. feeling the heavy and speedy air in my nose, eyes and ears. long journey with window seat is quite nice. only you and your window, showing marvelous beauties. between Delhi and Lucknow lots of things can be seen. in Delhi there is rush, in Lucknow there is rush. big buildings, spaces are occupied by roads and other things. trees and greenery are there but they all are mechanical. they are arranged by humans. but in the train journey I'm watching plate forms obviously, small villages, big towns seem small due to the speed of train and the most beautiful thing the endless plane. plane with farms and trees which are decorated by mother nature. no artificial thing in their beauty. small shades between the farms. grazing animals. i see these things in my village home also. but the admirable part is that in journey they are not still. you can't watch a single thing for a long time. with every wink there is a new picture in front of you. the most exciting part is that, sometimes you see something which you want to inhale in yourself but another moment that disappears. and before you started feeling bad something else appears in front of you to make you feel good again.
Oh! its really amazing, sitting with so many people whom you don't know. still enjoying the journey together with lots of different feelings.developing a new type relationship in which only face expressions are enough to understand each others mental status.
i'm enjoying my journey, having lots of visual surprises, with my diary and my pen. its difficult to write in a train but my emotions will go away just after the train stops, so I've to write.
Ah! How can I forget my sleep breakers? People coming in small time intervals having buckets and cans in their hands, saying in an extraordinary manner 'chaiye chaiye', 'cold drink', chips chips' etc. But they are really very important. they give flavored tone to the 'thuk thuk' music of train and also provide us snacks to stop the 'gud gud' sound of our stomach.
Sometimes when I put my hand out of the window, a water shower suddenly falls on my hand. some people wash their hands outside the window during the full speed of train. Different people have different reactions obviously. if i were on the road and somebody do this, I'll also feel bad. but don't know why I like that dirty water shower. may be because of the dry air applying force on my hand and face, the sudden coolness makes me feel good.
One chaiyewala has taken my money and didn't returned the remaining. no proplem I'll find him.
Now, with my lovely emotions and the beauty of the mother nature I'm going to read my novel. and also waiting for that chaiyewala. I'm not going to leave him.
enjoying the moment with myself. no phone calls as roaming charges are started. except family phone calls as no boundary or roaming can stop them from concerning about their child.
watching the scene. feeling the heavy and speedy air in my nose, eyes and ears. long journey with window seat is quite nice. only you and your window, showing marvelous beauties. between Delhi and Lucknow lots of things can be seen. in Delhi there is rush, in Lucknow there is rush. big buildings, spaces are occupied by roads and other things. trees and greenery are there but they all are mechanical. they are arranged by humans. but in the train journey I'm watching plate forms obviously, small villages, big towns seem small due to the speed of train and the most beautiful thing the endless plane. plane with farms and trees which are decorated by mother nature. no artificial thing in their beauty. small shades between the farms. grazing animals. i see these things in my village home also. but the admirable part is that in journey they are not still. you can't watch a single thing for a long time. with every wink there is a new picture in front of you. the most exciting part is that, sometimes you see something which you want to inhale in yourself but another moment that disappears. and before you started feeling bad something else appears in front of you to make you feel good again.
Oh! its really amazing, sitting with so many people whom you don't know. still enjoying the journey together with lots of different feelings.developing a new type relationship in which only face expressions are enough to understand each others mental status.
i'm enjoying my journey, having lots of visual surprises, with my diary and my pen. its difficult to write in a train but my emotions will go away just after the train stops, so I've to write.
Ah! How can I forget my sleep breakers? People coming in small time intervals having buckets and cans in their hands, saying in an extraordinary manner 'chaiye chaiye', 'cold drink', chips chips' etc. But they are really very important. they give flavored tone to the 'thuk thuk' music of train and also provide us snacks to stop the 'gud gud' sound of our stomach.
Sometimes when I put my hand out of the window, a water shower suddenly falls on my hand. some people wash their hands outside the window during the full speed of train. Different people have different reactions obviously. if i were on the road and somebody do this, I'll also feel bad. but don't know why I like that dirty water shower. may be because of the dry air applying force on my hand and face, the sudden coolness makes me feel good.
One chaiyewala has taken my money and didn't returned the remaining. no proplem I'll find him.
Now, with my lovely emotions and the beauty of the mother nature I'm going to read my novel. and also waiting for that chaiyewala. I'm not going to leave him.
