Suresh 8217 s Long Ride
Suresh’s head nodded up and down rhythmically, in tandem with the click-clacking of the train. He struggled to keep his eyes open. He had tried not to fall asleep, but it was hard not to. Endless plains seemed to stretch out infinitely from the barred window of his compartment. A herd occasionally broke the dull scenery of livestock or small shacks or houses painted with the same muted pastel enthusiasm. The family in front of him gawked and wowed at the sights, but not him. He had taken this...