The screen glowed blue in the dim light of Rajiv’s room. Outside, the Mumbai monsoons hammered the tin roof, but inside, he was somewhere else entirely. He was on the footplate of a vintage WDM-2 locomotive, the "Howrah Express," thundering through the lush ghats of the Western Ghats.
The screen glowed blue in the dim light of Rajiv’s room. Outside, the Mumbai monsoons hammered the tin roof, but inside, he was somewhere else entirely. He was on the footplate of a vintage WDM-2 locomotive, the "Howrah Express," thundering through the lush ghats of the Western Ghats.