For Hari

I've been asked to blog about trains, because apparently they're a "good topic, only." Here's a random list of the first five things I think of when I think of trains:

• Falling out of them (yes, I've actually managed it)
• Endless nightmares about missing them (its Freudian, I've dreamed this since I was five)
• Traveling to Pune alone aged 4 (I'm not exactly a home lover!)
• Chennai-Mumbai-Chennai-Bangalore... continuous loop of unbearably hot journeys spent squabbling with my brother over the window seat only to fall asleep once I'd conquered it.
• The famous coming-of-age that happened on the upper birth of an anonymous train while we were on a field trip in the eighth... I was NOT involved!