First of all, I had never traveled outside the four southern states of Tamil Nadu, Karnataka, Andhra and Kerala. Hyderabad was the most distant location that I had visited. Only geography text books taught me that India is the 7th largest country in the world. But how big is that? I got to know that when I started my journey to Noida for joining NTPC Ltd.
The Tamil Nadu Express train that I was traveling in started at about 9.40 pm from Chennai Central to Delhi. Past the busy streets of Chennai, into Andhra. Ongole, Nellore, Cuddapah and Vijayawada at about 04.00 am the next day. The train reached Warangal at about 2 pm in the afternoon, Napur in the evening and Bhopal at about 7.30 pm. The journey from Nagpur to Bhopal near the Bundelkhand region was very scenic. It was the monsoon season and the rains had increased the greenery everywhere. Grass seemed to grow even on rock!! Fertile lands seemed to spread all over the area. It was such a visual treat to watch!!
Through Gwalior and Jhansi, I reached Agra at about 4.00 am the next morning. Faridabad and the H Nizammudin Stations followed. The traffic near the Delhi circuit seemed to be very high and trains had to stop in order to allow others to cross. Trains too had to deal with traffic jams!! At about 9.20 am we reached NDLRS on platform number 12. Porters wearing red shirts were more than happy to carry my luggage. After denying their requests, I went towards the Pre-Paid taxi counter to book a taxi. A swarm of taxi-drivers surrounded us asking "Kahaan jaaogi bhai?". One even asked "Enge poganum?" I was stumped. How did he identify me as a Tamil? Later I realised that almost all North Indians could identify a person from the South very easily. I decided to book a pre-paid taxi to Sector 16-A, Film City, Noida, where the Power Management Institute was located. It cost my Rs.550, roughly one fourth of the cost of the ticket from Chennai to Delhi. Through the Yamuna bridge and the ITO, the taxi driver took me to Noida.
Ok, what was special during the journey? Though I felt like being in a strange land, a sense of deja vu, engulfed me. Something was similar throughout. Yes, the people, the agricultural land, the dirty drainages, crowded railway stations, bus stops, road-side vendors the bumpy roads(not in New Delhi), all remained the same. India looks the same in every corner. Unity in diversity, that's what people called it and it seemed very true.
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