TRAIN JOURNEY
As a child, I loved trains. Travelling by train was my idea of heaven. Running through the length of the train- the darkened and cold ac compartments, the overcrowded 3rd class compartments, the friends we would make on the train, the sea of humanity, the changing scenery and so on.
It had been about a decade since I had traveled by train or ever seen a railway station, so it came as a shock the stink and filth of the Chandigarh railway station. It was difficult to get any information. It was mortifying to realize the first impression visitors to our ‘city beautiful’ was hardly encouraging.
As the train pulled out of the station, we were treated to extent the ugly side of the city.
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The sight of green fields of my beloved Punjab was soothing. 
