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It was a tired evening when I boarded the 6:27 Kalyan* ‘Ladies Special’* local train from the Dadar* platform.
Dadar is the topmost bane of my existence. Though there are others, Dadar definitely tops the list.
I have to take two trains when traveling to work, I change them at Dadar. I personally feel that it is one of the most overcrowded places which I have encountered in my life and I must encounter this every working day. Platform 1-2 is a narrow strip of cement-concrete where a total of two trains can stop on either side.
Whenever a train stops, it becomes a fine example of the population explosion in my country. The platform starts resembling Sauron’s army* from Lord Of The Rings* as a swarm of fellow homo sapiens, most of them zombified from a rough day at work, alight and start trudging onward, while those of us waiting for the train lunge at the doors with a gleam in our eyes, with little concern for dear life, as a sudden zest possesses our frazzled souls – for we can finally reach home sweet home in another hour or two.