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Missing The Ride

September 17, 2010

I squeeze in through a narrow passage amongst the jostling crowd to find my place by the door. Holding on the support bar I wait for my ride to start. With a jerk, it starts moving, gains speed, while I enjoy one of the best moments of my life.

 

My body moves in sync with its rhythmic movement, while the wind blows in my face and hair, cooling me down.

Buildings, trees, bridges and people appear and vanish in a split of a second. The tracks glisten and entwine to make never-ending designs. Trains pass by, with people hanging out of the doors which looks exciting, yet is dangerous. But that is life in Mumbai, isn’t it? 

 

"Mumbai Local Trains"

 

The compartment is crowded due to rush hour and I get to hear a lot of swearing and bickering. Traders hop in and out continuously pestering everyone to purchase their colourful wares.

I find the passengers an eclectic group, consisting of housewives, corporates, students and of course the fisherwomen carrying smelly baskets who are permanent fixtures, at any given time of the day. I being a regular traveller, always find a familiar face amongst my fellow passengers.

 

In spite of cacophony the train ride soothes me down. The pace being constant coupled with soft jerks lulls the best of us to sleep. The air outside seems pure and fresh washing away the grime and sweat of the day.

 

The announcement that my stop is next shakes me from my reverie, and even though I don’t want to move from my pleasure spot I have no choice in the matter. A crowd forms near the exit, me being a part of it. The instant the train stops, I’m pushed forward and I’m back on solid ground.

I walk out contented, anticipating my journey the next day.

 

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I miss travelling by the Mumbai local. Now that work is over (for the time being) I have stopped travelling by train. This post is the result of that desperation to hop in one ;). Of course things are not so rosy. Travelling by this means can be a pain, literally :P. In spite of that, I’ve had quite a few amazing rides.

If you are an outsider and want to know how to travel in a Mumbai local, check this page out.

 

Anyways, enjoy! And if you have any experiences regarding the same, do share.

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21 Comments leave one →
  1. September 18, 2010 7:05 AM

    that was a lovely ode to the mumbai local train!

  2. September 18, 2010 10:52 AM

    When you are in Delhi, you should try the Metro. It’s an absolute delight.

  3. September 18, 2010 2:18 PM

    @Pooja
    You have certain knack to make people stick to your writings 🙂

    @Purba,
    Delhi Metro started??
    The Bangalore Metro construction has plunged the traffic woes to worst possible here 🙂

    • September 20, 2010 7:47 PM

      Thanks Md!

      Here too, the construction is driving everyone insane! ” Par kuchh paane ke liye, kuchh khona padta hai.”

  4. September 20, 2010 7:16 AM

    Mumbai locals rocks!

  5. September 20, 2010 9:32 AM

    small pleasures of life!

  6. September 20, 2010 4:48 PM

    SPAM! SPAM! SPAM! SPAM! SPAM! SPAM! SPAM! SPAM! SPAM! 😛

  7. September 23, 2010 6:39 AM

    😆 😆 😆

    Nice post 😛 The post probably depicts the feelings of many of us traveling by Mumbai local trains 🙂

  8. September 25, 2010 12:35 AM

    Oh man, I miss riding the local too 😦

  9. October 10, 2010 10:35 PM

    loved the shot..I have never rode a Mumbai local and I don’t think I would like to ride one!

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