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as I sweat this out

Many memories come back as I get on to my first (after 21 year abstinance) passanger train operated by Indian Railway.   This one from Vizag taking me to a scenic hilltop of Araku.

The journey in this case is supposed to be scenic and memorable and train arriving on time at Vizag is a good start.

While I had some help securing my seat on first class compartment and have some space (not quite ready to dive back to second) I am already in full sweat mode.

Outside temperature at 5:30 am along the beach was in the 80s F range.

The station as usual happens to be communal useless people gathering spot if nothing to ogle at passing traffic and perhaps make a quick buck hustling someone for something.

While I now wait for departure I am thinking of my most recent observations - TV and reality -

Almost all CM being investigated or being asked to be by CBI - high crooks to non crook ratio.

All roads perpetually under construction.

There is a permanent haze or smog made of living and non living particulates over all metros palpable when you cannot see the blue sky from the ground and not see earth from the plane at a ceiling of 5,000 feet.

Based on both scenarios NASA should conduct its ET vehicle test as well as it's space craft landings with camera quality check in any Indian city.   No need to build fancy labs or send test craft out.  Win win for both countries.

All traffic in all directions leaving a novice clueless if anything gets done.

Oh and  this while sweating all the time.


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