I enjoy time travelling. No it’s not as technical as it sounds. All you need to do is pick up a memory from the past and revisit it. The link to time-travel is usually around you, like some song, some jokes or maybe a face. For me, this time it was newspaper headline on current situation in J&K. My memory immediately transported me to my regiment, back to my first experience of this beautiful state. The year was 2003. I was only 8 months old in my regiment; “baby” of the unit as everyone would…

I always wished to be on that tiny train, which took me nowhere. I knew such a tiny train existed. I went looking for it, sometimes deep, within the alleys of my mind and sometimes in the archived photographs of my childhood sojourns. I found the tiny train, permanently parked there. I reminded it the deal, we had once made between us; the tiny train had to come to my rescue someday. But I didn’t know that the deal would materialize so soon. The marriage was dying. I fought with her on petty iss…