if you're ever interested in getting a glimpse of the rural life (in its worst form) in india, be sure to go on a long train journey....
my experience with train journeys is as frequent as atleast once a month, as i have to keep jumping between kerala and tamilnadu.... nothing particular can be said about the kerala leg of the journey.... decent people, decent food, clean people, 'womanly' females....
but once you cross the border and enter the forbidden kingdom aka tamilnadu, you're in for a big treat!!!.... from stinking vendors to women who look like they had a recent sex change, the list of horrors is endless... there are the wannabe youths who move around in extremely tight tees and carry bling bling fones, then the irritatingly ugly black kids, who keep digging their noses... and of course the eunuchs aka the chakkas aka the 'ombadhu' (tamil for '9') who won't leave unless you throw a ten buck note at them or they simply 'flash'.... and the uncles who love to take off their pants and change into lungis....
by the time you're done with the entire show, you're already half crazy!!!... and the best part is i always travel alone and so i end up getting a picture of everything in detail!! the only other alternative to these screwed up train journeys is taking an airbus, which by the way is extremely comfortable.... i had to stop travelling by these buses few months back, after i got this stupid nightmare in which i get stranded in an isolated place... (it did happen to scare the shit out of me btw!)... ah that's another long story....
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