[1] My pins to the map.

My terrible literary habit began when I was given a paperback copy (Indian Thought) of R.K.Narayan's "Swami and Friends" about 17 years ago, off the stacks of Wheeler's at Vishakapatnam Railway Station by my father. This tattred and yellowing ( for me 'debut' too, as it was for Narayan) novel is now held between two pieces of cardboard and secured very carefully in my bookshelves! Wheeler's, in whatever railway station they operate, usually do have an interesting selection of random good books. On a recent yatra to Hyderabad, I found V.S.Naipual's "A Turn In The South" at these folks - I had never read it, even though I currently live in south-east U.S., the subject of that travelouge!

in response to Kitabkhana's Reading in Ranchi

[2] Indian Trains

I was thinking of you and your cities (Dublin of Joyce, London, Bombay etc) as I was reading this review ( www.nytimes.com ) last night.

Also this post made me remember a school-yard nemisis (against whom I had to do battle for a few years to satisfy my parents craving that I be "Class First") who could recite the names of each railway station on South Central & Southern Railway. Besides it seems to me that this identiy of being "Indian" is to be able to instantly recall the smell of those 'bogies' (boogeys?) of yore.

Do post further notes on your Indian yatra.

in response to Dejavu's Notes