I stepped off the train and into a whirlwind of sounds and smells, the scent of spices and diesel fuel hanging heavy in the air.
The train station as a patience stress test
The cacophony of vendors shouting and announcements blaring was a shock to my system, but as I found my seat and settled in for the long haul, I began to feel a sense of calm wash over me.
Why patience starts with exhaustion
I thought back to the Indian Railways website, where I had booked my ticket, and how it had promised a ‘journey of a lifetime.’
- The train rumbled on, a steady beat that seemed to match the rhythm of my heart.
- As the sun began to set, casting a golden glow over the landscape, I felt my patience grow, like a slow-burning fire that would stay with me long after the journey ended.
