On the Beach – Tambaram 21.57, a song of survival

To Mahatma Gandhi, learning about India meant travelling on its trains, third class. The railway that began in the Raj is unique, it can evoke wander lust, vivid memories of a unique landscape, images of extraordinary crowds and even of visions of royal luxury on the palaces on wheels.

Whatever else they are, India’s trains are full of life. I watch these slices of life almost everyday, as I commute on the suburban lines of Chennai. Will a growing India change the way its trains run? Will there be people in remarkably modern coaches, with stiff upper lip and none of the colour that we see today? Only time will tell. Today, we see many scenes like this one…


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