A traveler am I and a navigator, and ever day I discover a new region within my soul
– Kahlil Gibran
The multi wheel carriages running on two tracks carrying many dreams, ambitions, sadness, love, apprehensions and what not that a human being could go through has always been a fascination for me even in this flight era. Someone recently at office asked me as I shared that I will not be at Office for the following week,
He: oh!! so you are flying off on Friday??
Me: No.. Catching the train in the evening..
He: Really, it is a long journey.. 20 hours.. It will be tiresome. You should have caught the flight, save time.
Me: (Smiling) Oh, I did not think it that way. Yeah it would take time but I would love every moment of it with my family. It is full “FAMILY TIME!!”.
He was not sure, what to say after that and we both had a good laugh..
It’s really a treasure trove for me every time I get started with my train travel plans.
Right from the moment, I book the train tickets, the wait and the anticipation is on the rise. Anticipation for the remembrance of childhood memories, a sense of freedom and a desire to meet and talk to strangers.
The Indian Railways, is one of the longest and the most complicated rail networks of the world. From the first train that got launched in 1853 when am sure, people would have been looking at it with awe and admiration then to the latest high speed trains that are getting experimented from Delhi to Mumbai and many. The awe and admiration still remains the same. The network today runs over 115,000 Kms across carrying millions of passengers daily. There are many known and unknown interesting facts that the Indian Railways throws up.
Technology todays has helped us avoid the jammed up railway ticketing counters but the fight to booking the tickets still runs high. Can’t complain when you have more than 13 lakh tickets being booked in a day through IRCTC portal. Just imagine the amount of traffic that IRCTC would be facing for these bookings.
As I have grown over the years the accessibility to AC coaches have become a part of life and the travels are becoming more and more comfortable. Having said so, I do miss those lovely moments when I would wake up to the sound of a chia wala (Tea vendor) or the smell of a hot snack at any railway platform. The beauty is that, each station has its own brand and popularity. I remember once catching a local train from Sambalpur to Bhubaneswar years back, and the train stopped at Boinda station. People jumped off the train as it came to a halt to have the very famous local bara and Aloo chop (Vada & Potato balls). (I am already salivating as I share this.) This station is a junction and people literally have their breakfast in the morning as the train halts for 15 – 20 mins. Post the breakfast is the hot cup of tea on those small clay pots which are now very common in the Eastern part of the country.
Or the Bread Omlet at Vijaywada station as the train to east from Chennai halts in the morning hours. Am sure, each of us have a wonderful connection with many of these stations. It makes you feel closer to home.
Well, the pantry services is no different experience which one goes with. Now the services have improved and are way better off, though a long way to go. Train journeys tend to become gastronomic journeys too. Remember my childhood days when my mom would pack up tiffin boxes and snack packs for the travel to last for 18 hours. The moment the train leaves the station, there is an auto trigger for the hunger to kick in. So what, if I had had my breakfast or lunch or dinner just before we left home. 🙂

The longer the journeys is towards home, the more the impatience as the destination gets closer. I tend to move myself away from my seat and stand at the door. The fresh breeze hits harder as the train chugs along. My mind pushes the train harder to fly on those lovely tracks as the rice fields fly past me. During this month’s travel, I was standing with my son at the door (who was there for the first time) and I could see the excitement in him and the nostalgia that it created for me. Off course one needs to be cautious and careful but this today has become a part of life no matter if the train is long distance or local train. The freshness that this experience leaves is heavenly.
As a child going in the sleeper class coach during rainy season was a delight. I would be chasing the rain drops as they would crash against the shut glass window pane and run down to meet the other water droplets. Dreams get created and smiles tend to appear at the corner of the lips.. then and even now it does so, no matter how old one gets.
Indian Railways, with what ever shortfalls that it has.. it does not matter once you are on the train. Someone rightly said and I have seen it happening, “It is a beautiful journey where strangers meet and become friends to part again and may be to meet again”.
There are so many stories that one can go on and on. There is an unending list one shares in these journeys with not only the passengers but also the caterers, the TT, vendors at the station. All hoping to have a moment of fleeting emotion to be shared with.
Rightly said and with all love, I do connect with the same tag line of Indian Railways,
“Lifeline to the nation”
Every journey is worth living for!!! … Can’t wait for the next trip….
Amazing, bro. I just went back to the koopa in my first long train journey, Thrissur to Bombay, and started enjoying the changing terrain, changing vegetation and changing architecture outside the window, once more. Had thoroughly taken advantages of not having the Konkan route and hence getting a sneak peek into the expanse of our nation, for the very first time. As I was reading your bit, each and every tiny elements of the journey are getting more closer to heart. Thanks, Sid 🙂
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Thank you so much.. glad that I could rekindle your memory and happy to share the fascinating journey you had.
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So beautiful Sid! Was instantly transported. For me people traveling these routes on iconic trains were real life super heroes. Coromandel Express, Howrah Madras mail, East Coast express, one day I hope to journey with my daughter on Coromandel. Thank you for writing, thank you for sharing. I hope you got to enjoy the Jhaal Muri in a newspaper cone.
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Yes I did that this time.. these are difficult to miss.. 🙂
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Beautiful Sid. Really transporting to a time when it was normal to be innocent! I hope to take my daughter in the Coromandel Express one day soon. I know the beauty of trains on the east coast and the cuisines. Jhaal Muri in newspaper cone is the only way to eat!
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So true… thank you NN for liking it..
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That’s an awesome description, just like a small boy who is travelling in a train.
I do have memories, when I always want the window seat even if our family do not have the window ticket, but than my father had to convinced the other passenger to give that seat to me for a time being 🙂
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They are such lovely memories that one would not want them to end. Even I remember fighting with my sister for the window seat.. ha ha ha…
Thank you for liking the write up
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Thank you. I even share it on twitter 🙂
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Beauty of a write Sidhi, completely enjoyed the emotions punched into the Indian Rail journey tales! So connecting! Keep sharing , Wishes!
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Thank you.. the Indian Railways brings out some many stories that one can not fathom..
Thank you for liking my story
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