I recently got hold of a very interesting book called Chai, Chai - its a book about the places that we stop but never travel to. The author extensively writes about the places that have a life now cause of the railway stations in those particular towns.
Very interesting read especially if you love the rail gaadi and random travelling! Was so into the book, that it felt as though I was in the train hoping to reach Itarsi* and explore! Suddenly I realised that I was actually travelling , but by air to Hassi Messaoud via Paris- a place that I despise :|
However a Yellow label Chai and a donut that looks like the vada at the Charles De Gaulle Airport helped me daydream about the chook chook train!
*The place Itarsi was named after Inta(brick) and rassi (rope)business that the place was known for!


