Thursday, 5 September 2013
What three years of travelling on a public train has taught me.
I travel by train every day, almost, to get to college. I remember being ridiculously excited in my first year, cause the train would go past the beach, and I used to get out at 4, so there was hardly any crowd. Pair of headphones on, some music of the moment song playing, I was happy.
It was only a few months in that I started looking at the people. I was,and still am privileged enough to not have to travel like this for everywhere I need to go, it's purely cause it's the fastest way to get to college. I do get really lazy and take the car at times. But for most people in the compartment with me, this was probably their primary mode of commute.
There are all sorts. College students, working women, teachers, maids. All of them come from their own homes and deal with their own problems. One recurring trend is the young girls that carry two phones and talk to their boyfriends on one phone and parents on the other.
But the travel has humbled me. People lead ridiculously busy lives. You can hear the conversations of women who have woken up at 5am to cook and clean and get the house running. Their day starts a good two and a half hours before mine. And I complain about the heat and the travel. Seriously.
This has given me perspective and I am extremely thankful for what I have.
A journey, through a journey, so to speak.
It was only a few months in that I started looking at the people. I was,and still am privileged enough to not have to travel like this for everywhere I need to go, it's purely cause it's the fastest way to get to college. I do get really lazy and take the car at times. But for most people in the compartment with me, this was probably their primary mode of commute.
There are all sorts. College students, working women, teachers, maids. All of them come from their own homes and deal with their own problems. One recurring trend is the young girls that carry two phones and talk to their boyfriends on one phone and parents on the other.
But the travel has humbled me. People lead ridiculously busy lives. You can hear the conversations of women who have woken up at 5am to cook and clean and get the house running. Their day starts a good two and a half hours before mine. And I complain about the heat and the travel. Seriously.
This has given me perspective and I am extremely thankful for what I have.
A journey, through a journey, so to speak.
Unedited Sunset.
http://www.behance.net/gallery/Concept-Instaglasses-2012/4253159
An avid instagram user myself, I can't really complain. But once in a while, I'd like to take pictures as they are. Or at least as close to what they look like in real life, minus color space issues. I caught this in the evening.
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