The Old Woman's Purse

During the afternoon, a crowd of people over the platform grew. get in and get out, the movement was carried on till the last stop.

The luggage box has filled with and spread a stingy smell of fish, smells and rotten and smitten sweat of fish and vegetable boxes piled up. Vada vendor, pushed his utensils overhead moved and marched like soldier movement,

Garment owner, the maker also stuffed boxes of garment into box well-needled box stuffed on another box to transport goods, will be a box to transport good will be landed at masjid station, hard worker or coolly waiting at the platform to receive or good bearer also there. Good bearer bear overhead or hand cart,

People perched on the wooden porch, or shaft, or plank some seat of the train are wooden plank replaced by steelwork shaft, people combed four instead of three, seats are for four people and extra seat made by other, we Indian could easily make space to have seats by rubbing and crushing others buttock to buttock,

I asked one passenger whether he minded if i   sat with extra seat.they slid over to make space for me next ti his side  and  relaxed feel.

One village woman also sat near the corner door by folding her pairs of feet, overshoes she wore typical sarees, she had old fashioned basket into it different ladies item like comb hair, clip, bony and, hair remover scream, all cutlery item she brought from cutlery market near the Kurla station.so I thought train also Kurla to CST, running from Kurla station for CST,

She drew from her BATWA or money pouch, folded into a double fold, and started to count how much money she had. She separated 50 rupees notes and 100 rupees notes into different folderol patches, again she made a fold of every money and rolled the note into a purse.

Beside me, a traveler recline over the seats and drew pocket of tobacco, and lime tube and poured some quantity of tobacco pinch of it, some pressing tube over the palm, and started to rub over palm field, the smell of tobacco made every etching into the nose that cough and etching going on when he slapped over gist with a hissed moment in spread everywhere. That made me sneeze for more than a moment then he threw it into my mouth to chew the snub to make me dizzy. That moment, the corner sideman, seeing him chewing tobacco snub, requested him, and he also repeated his role again, again he slapped his hand over milkman, sweep away material into the throat to mouth, once again a smothering atmosphere hovered over the compartment.

One man gets in luggage with a second-hand cycle, small children's cycles, before that one new branded cycle was standing near him by somebody clutching a handle. When the second-hand cycle came in the box compartment, they both recognized each other and worked in the same society or office as security guards.

New branded cycles, said him, why did take second-hand cycle better take a new one,

The second-hand man said, "I got it for free in scraps godown, I give tip to security as chai-panini was lying in the storage room for months so that I picked by and confirm by and take permission to take home.

One bigger lying near the footboard, people getting in and getting out make a hurdle for travelers. many passengers cross over the body and gilding over him, someone pushes him by hand but no effect on him, it carries on till an hour. One man, stretches him away in one side near people's middle side and gave relieve sigh to his safety and injured. Bloodstained food board to be seen.