मेरी रुसवाई कर के नाख़ुश हैं,
उनके चेहरे की सियाही ये है,
मेरे होने से ख़फ़ा हैं कुछ लोग,
मेरे होने की गवाही ये है.

Chuk Chuk Gaadi....

Last night I took a train rendezvous from Point A to Point B in a Super fast train... And By God...Super fast it was( no pun intended here)
The problem is we are so used to Indian railways and it's snail pace, the rickety sounds, the clamouring and clamping of steel bolts and various other metal pieces, the unabashed shaking of the entire cabin, the dirt inside...the once in 2 months washed kambals with yellowish white bedsheet duly packed in brown paper with a pungent smelling and already used half torn towels that we are so proudly provided..... That we just can't seem to take in any change anymore! I have been a witness to the enigma for umpteen years now.... And have always known the railways in India to be like that! I mean why should I expect anything more/ else!!

Coming back to first things first.....