From a railway carriage - By Prateek N. Kumar (MD & CEO, NeoNiche Integrated Solutions Pvt. Ltd.)

I woke up with a start, looked out of the window of my threetier compartment and was greeted by the familiar sights, smells and cacophony characteristic of almost any railway station in India. I asked a boy selling peanuts which station the train had halted at, and was told that it was Rourkela. My journey from Mumbai to Tatanagar had begun 24 hours earlier, and I was around two hours from my destination. I had managed to get my favourite side-lower berth, and had even got a good night’s sleep despite travelling by Sleeper Class after a gap of 12 years – and it had been 10 years since I last travelled on any train.They say if you haven’t travelled by Indian Railways, you haven’t seen India! Yes, the Incredible India experience would be incomplete without it. The British had built narrow gauge lines leading to the hill stations to escape the heat in the plains, but my journey was more to relive the memories of my college days, and hence I chose a train over a flight.