And Then There Were None...
"I miss the taste of a sweeter life, I miss the conversations..." These lines from 'Maps', a Maroon 5 pop song, sum up my feelings quite well during this CoVID lockdown. I miss a lot of things which I wouldn't really have cared about, had normalcy continued. Even the absolutely trivial things seem a luxury now. Of late, a few trains have started running, but there was a complete lull in between with only rare parcel trains running twice a week. Yes, you guessed it right; I'm a railfan and the Chennai-Howrah mainline runs about 100m from my home. I am so much into trains that I can identify whether it's an ICF or ICF-CBC or LHB rake even from the faint noise of an approaching train. Well, let's move on to the things I miss. You might be surprised by their trivial nature though! I miss the Mumbai Local... changing from Harbour to Central line at Kurla, dodging people and scanning the local to find the least crowded 'dabba (bogie)', all in les