Before college, I’d never even seen a train, let alone ventured south of India. I used to fantasize about epic train journeys, sketching landscapes or flipping through star magazines, just killing time in the most glamorous way possible. Well, dreams do come true, folks, because I was about to experience a train trip so legendary it might as well be the stuff of novels.
Let me tell you, if you’re picturing southern railway food as gourmet, prepare for a shock. My 54-hour marathon from New Jalpaiguri to Salem (yes, the mango paradise) felt like it could single-handedly tilt the Earth off its axis. But Indian Railways has its own charm, and it’s all about patience. The trains might be gloriously late, but they’re an adventure.
Packing is a workout in itself, especially during boarding and deboarding. You start with a cup of coffee at the station, followed by a parade of mineral water bottles. For a tasty start, indulge in puris, bread omelettes, and cutlets. Then the train arrives—her majesty, dressed in maroon and blue, looking like she just stepped out of a royal procession.
Once on board, the real fun begins. In sleeper class, you get to meet all kinds of people. You might shed a tear for someone missing out on fancy shoes while you’re lamenting your own lack of luxury. It’s a rollercoaster of empathy, with some moments straight out of a Shakespearean play. And let’s not forget the “chhakas” in sarees who’ll try to sell you everything from lipsticks to hand creams, while calling you by Bollywood star names. It’s all part of the experience—and your wallet might be lighter for it!
The sleeper class is a world of its own. It's not about comfort, but about making the most of what you’ve got. Another round of chai (or maybe just tea if you prefer) pairs perfectly with youthful guavas and spicy cucumber slices. As for the food, don’t expect momos or thukpa—this is Indian Railways, where you might find yourself eating egg rice or, if you’re lucky, some train chicken.
The scenery is breathtaking: buffaloes cooling off in homemade ponds, bungalows surrounded by coconut and banana trees. And if you’re ever on the hunt for cashews, be prepared for a bargaining showdown. Picture this: a cashew seller, trying to hawk his wares to a friend named Chettri, who’s holding out for a bargain. The seller’s reaction to Chettri’s low offer was so hilarious, we all nearly split our sides laughing.
Train rides are also a great opportunity for some social time—whether it’s playing cards with a bit of palm slapping or trying to ration your dried fish and beef. And after a vacation, walking back to college feels like a breeze. Just a tip: for bathing on a train, bring a jug and prepare for an unexpected steam bath. You’ll want to refresh yourself after a standing shower experience that’s as memorable as it is essential.
You’ll pass through major stations and witness sunrises and sunsets that could inspire poetry. When it rains, the droplets on the window create a magical effect. The trains might not always be punctual, but they’re always full of stories.
I’ve never had an AC seat, but those southern train journeys are a chapter of joy and adventure in my life’s book. I’ve promised to return because, for me, those moments of simple happiness are worth everything.
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