During our childhood, train journeys used to be really exciting, something that we used to look forward to for months from the day the father used to inform us that the tickets have been booked and reservations have been confirmed.
That was a time when we could not afford a first class or an air-conditioned travel and the journey used to be in three-tier non-air-conditioned compartments.
The excitement would start as soon as we reached the railway station; much before the train began its leisurely rolling, wiping way the station from our sights for the fields to appear, green under the mist, the electric poles running in the opposite direction and the occasional sight of birds ferrying between trees.
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