EMD GT46PAC hits the Dreams too!

People dream.

People of age 20 dream about their girlfriends.

People of age 20 dream about their crushes.

People of age 20 dream about their acads.

People of age 20 dream about their future.

Not very often people of that age dream about "a railway engine."

Probably if there is something which I like and its impossible for me to do, then it should be riding the locomotive made in heaven- EMD GT46PAC.

WDP4 homed at KRISHNARAJAPURAM pulls the Vishakapatnam bound Janmabhoomi Express

Garden on Wheels.

22203 Vishakapatnam Secunderabad Duronto Express negotiates Raigir Curve.

My Engineering Life!

October 6th, 2010- Being in the euphoria of Indian close win against Australia with heroics of Hyderabad guys VVS Laxman and Pragyan Ojha, I thought I would be in a similar position to what the person who took me to my Engineering College was- once my engineering would be finished. "ORIENTATION PROGRAM"- a big banner was put up- various speeches including ones which somewhat inspired me were heard. The National Anthem of India was sung at the end, which was quite surprising.

If there were two people who were in every situation of me of my B. Tech life, then these are the ones I lived every bit of my Engineering life with! Thankyou Sree Ram and Praveen.

However, as they say- Picture Abhi Baaki Hein Mere Dost! I came across many situations where I thought life ahead was black.

I won many situations.

I experienced first bunk.

I learnt C Language.

I made friends for life.

I learnt to ride a two wheeler.

I learnt to convince elders for taking me to different city for seeing a practice cricket match.

I experienced MMTS (first time).

I experienced driving far away from home just to eat food.

I experienced fight.

I experienced losing.

I learnt to be loyal.

I learnt to digest last moment changes.

I learnt JNTU sucks.

I experienced low attendance.

I learnt how to talk to a girl.

I experienced emergency.

I experienced sisters marriage.

I learnt "revenge is sweet, especially if its against university".

I experienced Alpha Biryani.

I learnt to travel, all by myself.

I learnt how to tackle tough academic situations.

I learnt how to tackle tough situations in life.

I experienced unconditional care from friend(s).

I learnt to let go.

I went to train spotting (first time).

I pulled people's legs.

I went to a friends home to celebrate his birthday at midnight.

I got birthday bumps.

I experienced IPL cricket match with friends.

I experienced just pass.

I experienced Subrahmanya Ghats.

I experienced unexpected shocks.

I experienced loneliness

I learnt how to capture a train.

I met many ferroequinologists.

I learnt to meet new people.

I learnt how to click.

I experienced pin bowling.

I learnt to say no.

I learnt to console a person.

I learnt to write 250 pages in a single day.

I traveled- traveled and traveled.

I learnt to live with people whom I do not like.

I touched a 3 day old baby.

I went to snow capped places.

I experienced Andhra Pradesh Express and Kerala Express.

I learnt how to manage things- all by myself.

I told lies at home.

I experienced what it feels to hear “But he loves me a lot” from the one I loved.

I experienced last moment study.

I became official bachelor.

I learnt to do project including documentation- all by myself.

I experienced Dudhsagar.

I went to Goa with friend.

I experienced betrayal.

I learnt "just like all five fingers aren't the same- everyones life isn't the same".

I learnt to ride bike after having slept just for 3 hours previous night.

I experienced loneliness.

I experienced night out.

I experienced happiness.

I experienced Raigir.

I experienced loco failure.

I experienced celebrating trains birthday.

I experienced Bangalore Rajdhani Express.

I experienced Tiruchchirappalli's Rock fort temple.

I traveled 20,000 KMs in a single year just on trains.

I experienced buying a project.

I experienced team work.

I learnt to visit Mumbai and understood how hard the life is.

I traveled in Mandovi Express.

I learnt how to write and organize a blog by myself.

I made apps.

I got placed in a company.

I got all my project reviews done.

I learnt how to admit mistakes.

I learnt how to manage the damage done.

I learnt how to tackle tough situations in your life just a day before your AgniPareeksha.

I learnt how to be a better person.

I learnt to be me.

I learnt to love me, my habits.


If you have come all the way upto here, thankyou.

Bhavnagar-Kochuveli Express

Vatva's WDG 3A pulls the Bhavnagar- Trivandrum Kochuveli Express into Madgaon.

Busy Afternoon- on Daily Basis!

Having dodged a person, who gave "Dwenty one rupees" to the coffee vendor for having bought three cuppas- I march towards the customary position where I always stand to see train. In my route, I come across many nuns- in their uniform, ladies with horizontal "kum-kum", and amidst the heavy coconut flavored air. Finally in the hotspot- the place where you can see the entire crowd awaiting their journey to their homeland.

If you are sitting in Hotel Saravana Bhavan at Chennai Central, you can find many ladies with horizontal "kum-kum", loose hair tied at the tad end of its tip, mostly curly, with coconut oil applied and gents with horizontal "kum-kum", curly hair, with heavy coconut oil- in the entire evening. If you are in Bangalore City Railway Station or at Yesvantpur Railway Station, a secondary railway station for the city of Bengaluru- you can see the ladies and gents of the features I've mentioned above almost entire evening. But if you are either in Hyderabad Deccan (often referred as Nampally Railway Station) or Secunderabad Railway Station, the only time when you can see the people with those features is just at afternoons. Yes, if you want to see major gathering of Malayalees at the twin cities of Hyderabad & Secunderabad, probably the best place to get them all under one roof is platform #1, Secunderabad Railway Station- at 12:00 noon.

And no prizes for guessing the train incoming correctly, as the only train from twin cities to reach state of Kerala is the Sabari Express, which is probably the biggest ever train in my opinion. In the month of January- it brings back people who have been to their native state for celebrating Christmas and New Year- along with the students who have been to the industrial tour to the Gods Own Country. If you think these are the only two reasons for me to call it the biggest train- you are absolutely wrong. The devotees of Aiyappa Swamy also get catered by the Sabari. As the month of February comes- the devotees who have missed out to worship lord Aiyappa, plan their trip in February. As soon as its March and once the Summer Vacations start- Sabari serves people by taking them to their native places and then starts the actual rush. April-May-June, each and every month, irrespective of the weather is- it carries the maximum people it can. And once the month of "Chingam" comes in Malayalam calender, the Thiruvonam patronage starts. As as the Dussehera vacation starts, the Industrial tour season starts. Dussehera Vacation visits to native places, Industrial Tours of engineering college students, and slowly the season of Christmas hits dawn. Yes- Sabari Express is the only train from twin cities to the Gods Own country and yes- its the biggest train ever in my opinion.

The crowded platform 1 moves a bit towards railway track- as they hear a honk from the mighty beast from Krishnarajapuram- the locomotive made in heaven- GT46PAC. People say "Entering the train bound to your place makes you feel half in your place" and that is absolutely apt. Many faces get an unknown glow, seeing their source of transportation to their native place. The people of general compartments get alerted as they have an uphill task to do. Yes- love at first sight- KJM WDP4 20042 doing the honors in Long Hood Forward.

The train comes to halt. The luggage is loaded in Luggage Vans at either ends of the train and the passengers enter the train. At least 15 people surround each door, awaiting their entry in the Sabari. Heavy luggage to handle, just one odd persons traveling, and many for seeing offs. The starter has been given- Parcel vans are locked. The passengers who got their reservations waitlisted enter their abode- footboard. The assistant chief comes out of cab- with his walkie talkie and green flag. The guard speaks out "Loco pilot 17230, please move" and the WDP4 yells at its best. The roar gets louder as the throttle is increased and the train starts to move out of Secunderabad.

WAIT!!!!

Somebody pulls the chain- yes! The assistant chief runs to the coach where the chain is pulled. Yes, one doesn't afford to miss Sabari as he has to wait for one full day for the next connectivity to their homeland.

"Honk-Honk-Hooooooooonk... Honk-Honk-Hooooooooonk... Honk-Honk-Hooooooooonk..." The chief confirms the chain pulling and once the pressure is released, the train gently moves out of platform 1 of Secunderabad.

File pic of Sabari Express at Ghatkesar

Yes, if you want to see major gathering of Malayalees at the twin cities of Hyderabad & Secunderabad, probably the best place to get them all under one roof is platform #1, Secunderabad Railway Station- at 12:00 noon.

Bhusaval Pune Intercity Express

After having reached Palasdhari in Khopoli bound EMU, Bangalore bound Udyan Express buzzed. It was followed by Mumbai bound Hyderabad-Mumbai Daily Express. After some time and some adventure into hills, we got to capture this beautiful scenario- Bhusawal Pune Intercity Express curving into Palasdhari with its customary WCAM class locomotive in the lead.

And when the train was passing by, the deceleration due to the gradient was clearly noticed as two WAG7 class locos were pushing this train from behind and still the speed couldn't be maintained as it was ascending probably one of the very steep gradients in Indian Railways.

Tranquil Telugu Talli.

Riding all the way from college- as soon as I enter Mehdipatnam, some sort of unknown irritation. Something what keeps me shout at all fellow vehicle drivers.

Traffic in Hyderabad is hell.

No discipline.

In the meantime, some dumb lady comes on road with her 5 year old son- and poses as if she is ready to send her under tyre. But needless to mention, even if the bike comes to a close stop to him, mind you- you will be probably hammered badly.

Impromptu disc. Pillion riders head hit my helmet.

Irritation.

Fly over- and a jam on that. Thanks to new speed breaker for some hospital.

Lakdi ka Pool- the completion of holy "pradakshina" to the railway station, which began earlier that day. Needless to say- Amidst heavy traffic, with buses switching over lanes to get on to their respective routes.

Ditch- and bounce of a bike in it.

Dwarka Hotel- drools for a second and then again some faggot gets off 113 M bound for Uppal.

Impromptu Disc- and Pillion riders head hit my helmet.

Irritation.

Then finally the Tranquil Telugu Talli Fly over. The cool breeze from Hussain Sagar welcomes you. All are at high pace, heading towards their destinations. I brake. I decide to go slow. Yes tranquility on road is what I want. Looks towards Buddha Statue. He is watching all the chaos filled Secretariat Signal as well as the Telugu Talli flyover with calmness like no other place.

And when all of a sudden the peak point of fly over is touched- my bike automatically accelerates to the down gradient. I get to see the chaos at the end of flyover. Yes signal is danger and there are many vehicles waiting. One last glimpse at lord Buddha and we get drowned into the lower tank bund.

Traffic in Hydeabad is hell- however there are exceptions like Telugu Talli fly over.