Travelling with luggage and a kid is not I am very happy about specially when the stakes to reach a far away railway station is high. Our train was at 11.05 am and we started at 5.30 am, I swear temperature was not more than 7 degree Celsius when we left home adding that we had to reach the bus stop in an open auto rickshaw that has no mechanism to cheat the wind. Ridhima was wearing a sweater and I took her into my lap to fend myself as I was in a thin cotton t-shirt and forgot my only jacket at my sister's house. Rinku had the duppatta to cover herself.
After hours of braving the din and dust we managed to reach the railway station one hour early. We were sleepy and hungry at the same time. It was futile to leave the station with so much baggage, I told Rinku to sit and wait for me till I get something for us before we sit in the train. I grabbed whatever I felt was good and we had our breakfast in a jiffy. It takes another 32-35 hours in the train to reach Mumbai and we were bracing ourselves to brave the journey.
Fast forward to Mumbai, I reached Thane at 2.15 pm and by 4 we were already discussing the sites and scenes of the last fifteen days. Trains are a reliable mode of transport, no two ways to it.
Ridhima luckily was alright throughout at her mischievous best and she made our journey less boring than we expected. She kept us busy with her tantrums and her constant chatter. She is 4 months shy to 4 years and does not get a berth for herself in the trains. It becomes difficult for her mom to sleep with her on the narrow berths, bit of a discomfort there but that is a part of the total travel experience, isn't it?
She has been continuously drawing and painting since we stepped into the house. It will take her a couple of days to reclaim the house along with her heap of toys and other what nots.
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