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If you thought DTC was crowded..


this thingy is worse than DTC!

Having sulked for two years while travelling in the DTC.. I thought there was no better way to ruin your day than to travel on a DTC bus (number 392, especially). But as luck would have it, I had my chance of travelling on the ill-famed Mumbai local train.

The train was jam-packed and some dare-hearts were swinging from the pole at the door.. may be they wanted to display their pole-dancing skills :p!

The duration of travel was three hours! Imagine travelling from Rohini to Greater Noida.. it was worse..

Anyways I learned loads of skills. The skill to kick my way into the coach to resisting ten varities of body odours for three continuous hours.

But that's the way life is..

 

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