tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097195868777567079.post4761292648309270063..comments2024-03-12T11:24:12.660+08:00Comments on The World According to Sroyon: The Second Bombay Trip Post, OR The Sub-Sleeper ClassesSroyonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05905534994302363111noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097195868777567079.post-37999865142403883852008-11-26T15:53:00.000+08:002008-11-26T15:53:00.000+08:00@Revolver: That's not saying much, is it?@Doubleta...@Revolver: That's not saying much, is it?<BR/><BR/>@Doubletake: Ever seen drunkards sleeping IN the toilets? I've seen that too.<BR/><BR/>@WiaN: See? Everyone has a blog-worthy railway story to tell.<BR/><BR/>@Pratiti: Happy now?<BR/><BR/>@Shrabasti: Fun? Try sleeping on the new side upper and then talking about fun.<BR/><BR/>@Saha: I'm surprised you survived. Both of you.Sroyonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05905534994302363111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097195868777567079.post-85216374770049526762008-11-11T21:46:00.000+08:002008-11-11T21:46:00.000+08:00This comment has been removed by a blog administrator.The Reluctant Rebelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18408663191253344571noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097195868777567079.post-36109115563563972222008-11-10T18:21:00.000+08:002008-11-10T18:21:00.000+08:00yes yes, bring back the FARTs! what a fun post :Dyes yes, bring back the FARTs! what a fun post :DShrabasti Banerjeehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11715094838862042175noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097195868777567079.post-47000391993919523162008-11-09T15:10:00.000+08:002008-11-09T15:10:00.000+08:00ah...i want to be on a train. did you forget about...ah...i want to be on a train. <BR/>did you forget about the FARTs, btw?Pratitihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14639911695213823439noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097195868777567079.post-19833047345052263212008-11-09T15:06:00.000+08:002008-11-09T15:06:00.000+08:00and we faced people smuggling bottles of RS in the...and we faced people smuggling bottles of RS in their bags. One bottle broke and the entire compartment kept reeking of cheap whiskey . <BR/><BR/>Heady journey that was!What's In A Name ?https://www.blogger.com/profile/09721657703722868039noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097195868777567079.post-48522319331739251642008-11-09T10:51:00.000+08:002008-11-09T10:51:00.000+08:00given my eternal obsession with the indian railway...given my eternal obsession with the indian railways, i automatically have to love this post. <BR/><BR/>i especially like the drunkards who lie asleep between the two toilet doors. it somehow makes me feel like i've surpassed many barriers when i finally reach the toilet, although that isn't saying much.Doubletake, Doublethink.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09600185883998918369noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6097195868777567079.post-87509194919996146452008-11-09T05:45:00.000+08:002008-11-09T05:45:00.000+08:00As I said, it's not dark and morbid poetry. And at...As I said, it's not dark and morbid poetry. And at three in the morning, that is good enough for me.Revolverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12888949016321360688noreply@blogger.com