A forgettable Train journey on a cold winter evening!

Generally as soon as the train leaves a big station, the city quickly fades away into oblivion. But then there are some train routes which pass like an artery through the heart of the city. The train moves parallel to the bustling street though in constant apprehension of separation soon. In your own imagination you compete with the vehicles moving on the street while they scram away unmindful to your presence. The shops may not be the biggest ones of the city but are lively enough. The small Tobacco shops littered along the way feeding off on your addiction. The ostentatious display of sweets alluring in their own way. The vibrant crowd gathered around small tea shops for maybe one last sip of Chai to call the day off. No matter what time of the year it is, the city looks like a joyous celebration going on, a decorated bride when looked from the safety of trellised window panes of the train compartment. People often use trains on these routes for local commute in the city, entering and leaving intermittently without making any mark of their existence on your experience of journey. As soon as your train reaches the outer limits of the city gathering speed the brightly lit boards of the shops are left behind forming a beautiful trail of colors. Now only a few houses are left in your view standing alone in their own solitude waiting to be engulfed by the ever expanding urbanism which is unaware or rather unmindful of the feelings and emotions of remoteness. With the moist fileds enveloped with fog appearing on the both sides, now what you are left with is a unending wait for a sleepy town ahead nestled somewhere in your imagination.