Hatia
Today on my way to work, I was stopped at a railway crossing which is rarely closed. These are a few things which I love here in India, something which is absent abroad. The wait was not too long and I heard the crescendo of the approaching train. (My thoughts drifted to school when we were taught the 'Doppler's Effect':-)). As the train whooshed past, my straining eyes managed to catch the writings on the nameplates.. "Hatia-Yeshwantpur Express".
.... and I was swathed with this tsunami of redolent nostalgia. I would be surprised if any of my readers know where is Hatia. Just one of those things which were left behind in my relentless march of 'move on with live'. Unfortunately.
.... and I was swathed with this tsunami of redolent nostalgia. I would be surprised if any of my readers know where is Hatia. Just one of those things which were left behind in my relentless march of 'move on with live'. Unfortunately.
Labels: Life
7 comments
Ranchi ofcourse!
Bihar, I think??!!!!
Now if it read Haiti instead, i could have spoken with more certainity!!!! :DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD
I've been checking your posts waiting for some updates on married life & there has been none!! Very disappointing!! :)
and where is Hatia anyway?
Well..Hatia is defintley in Bihar :)
@ NN - hhmm:-) google maara kya? I dont believe you knew it.
@ Moi - Whats your link with Haiti?
@ Radha - :-) sorry to disappoint, but i dont see this a good forum for that! Social networking sites are better platforms.. but you never know, that topic might make its way here when it has to :-)
@ FJ - yes and the right answer has been given already :-)
I had to look it upon Wiki!
Home of HEC! Great little town!
Whats your link, 666? :)
no link...............just that Haiti is more recognizable a name, dodo!!!!!!
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