It’s surprising how train journeys closely mimic the cycle of life. We meet people, make friends, only to let them go and find new ones- thereby knitting an endless chain of emotions- only to be felt but never to be broken. But again, what is life, but a collection of such journeys.
The compartment was abuzz with a distinct sound. Our train had stopped at Manamadurai Junction, a small station that falls on the route from Madurai and Rameshwaram.