#local train

[holyfuckingweed]

helloooo stalked the desi hr tag to find ur blog and choo lo by the local train is such a hollanov situationship era song KHADA HU AAJ BHI WAHI KI TERI INTEZAR HAI CHOO LO JO TUM MUJHE KABHI KHO NA JAU ME RAAT BHAR!!!!!!!!!!

WAIT YOU'RE SO RIGHT AND THIS IS ONE OF MY FAVOURITE SONGS AHAHAHHAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

[aeghidius]

Once when I was sitting on my train home to the village I had the feeling that when I pass my mind will keep riding in this train line

I wouldn't haunt my apartment or my parents house, I think I would haunt this train line and my rural train station. I would be sitting by the window just watching the scenery change from city to villages to cities and villages again and again, the sun going up and down, commuters frequenting at rush hours, full trains of days of events, silence during midday and nighttime

Through all my life nothing has changed about this place and has unvolutarily been constant and now feels comforting to me. I first knowingly took it as a young child when my father and I went on a trip to the city I live in now.

What place do you imagine your mind resting at after death? 💭

[araiwatal]

普通列車でどこかへ #353

JR神戸線 長浜行 滋賀県のあたり

Go somewhere by local train #353

JR Kobe Line to Nagahama Around Shiga Prefecture

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[incompletes-blog]

[boschintegral-photo]

Local Train Passenger Carriage NCS B 119 (1904) Spoorwegmuseum (Railway Museum) Utrecht, Netherlands

[maihonhassan]

When Local Train sang:

Aaoge tum kabhi, meri jaa keh rahi, gayega ya sama, gayegi ye zameen

Badlega ye jahan, gayega asmaan, aaoge tum kabhi, meri jaa keh rahi

And Jaun Eliya replied:

"Tum jab aaogi to khoya hova paogi mujhe, meri tanhai mein khwabon ke siwa kuchh bhi nahin."

[trainmaniac]

Close-Up of a GWR Local Train by Michael Alford Via Flickr: A local train awaits its next turn of duty at Box.

[greektragedybitch]

i love mumbai locals. you just see so many people there, coexisting, living. there's the tired teacher, gently arguing with a parent in hushed whispers about why there was a complaint about their child. there's the make-up artist, checking up on her brushes before her next stint. there's students, giggling wth friends or sitting quietly after a long day of classes. there's a young lady who knits, colourful yarn spread across her lap without anybody complaining. there are toddlers who are seeing the world for the first time and crying babies that everyone gathers to console. there's a devotee of krishna, dressed in chaniya choli with her beautiful jewelery and face painted, there are no judging glances, everyone compliments her. there's the mother with a job, talking to her child in the time she can squeeze. there's the old woman with gajra and flowers and the man selling earrings. there is so much diversity and so many languages and so many cultures, all together in one place. and no matter how crowded it is and how uncomfortable it gets, there is always, always place for you.