In our childhood we conquered King George

Imperial King George
Vanished without trace
As our one-anna coin
Flattened under the goods train.


Parallel lines do meet


The rails of our Sompeta station
Met in the distant hillocks
Proving our geometry teacher entirely wrong.


We dont depend upon wireless



We have put our ears to the rail
The eight'o clock local is on time.



The canine railway inspector



The mongrel in our station comes out briefly
To inspect the non-stop Coromandel express
And then goes back to its sleep under the cement bench



Dont take them for granted !


The goods train rakes
Are waiting impatiently for the engines
They are not to be loose-shunted , you see.

Who will eat my idlis ?


Caterer Krishnan is worried sick
The two hours delay of Charminar express
Will render his idli batter entirely waste.


Fuel-efficiency

Cyclist Velappan crawled through the railway crossing
Holding the cycle above the gate
The tempo driver cursed his luck
His engine had to splutter for full five minutes .