On my way back by train..I just happened to stand by the door, feeling the cold wind against my face. I happened to see a mail train moving at a slow pace on a parallel track. I could see many people in the various coaches, some standing by the door tired of the day's travel..some excited about going to their native, escaping from the city's hussle! But I was just sure that each one had some hope in mind..or atleast some thought. I also remembered that Mumbai is called the city of dreams..yes it is for many..

I looked at the train and longed to be in a mail train. Because I was so bored of the day's activities and grind..phew!

I was lost in my world of thoughts..when suddenly I heard a lot of ladies shouting! Yes surely..I was back to my world..i had to get back to my work..to my monotonous life! But it sure was refreshing to 'travel'!

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