I wasn't prepared for the cold. Nor did I remember how demanding rail journeys can be. How bad the nightmares can get. Or just how agonizing it is to travel on a full stomach. After multiple, pathetic attemps to sleep (read: lie quiet and wait for death) I fished out the lens. And when the train slowly chugged in at a sleepy Haldwani, this is what I saw first.
5.03 am at Haldwani Railway Station. When the train slept.
2 comments:
this one seems out of a fairy tale. some drawing from 'The little match girl' to be precise..:)
gauri gharpure - i agree with you. before i left, i had no idea of the kind of scenes i would come across. and now that i am back, i hate the fact that i had to.
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