Almost a decade back, there
used to be a track on which a lone train used to ply for close to three decades.
He had very few stops and never had to give way for another train since the
track was exclusively used by him. Given this luxury, he ran at speeds he wished
and did whatever he pleased. But interesting enough not even once he got
derailed and always remained faithful to the track.
One fine day a parallel
track came into picture and a beautiful train started to run next to him. She
was elegant, poised and much more sensible. He loved her company and enjoyed
the trips together. With the additional track came the need for managing the
network better and so came Station Masters who laid down the rules of running.
Schedule suddenly became important and that was one major change for him and for
her too. Though there were initial resistance to change they got used to it
soon.
While the tracks mostly ran
parallelly there were times when they had to cross their paths. They did that gracefully
and soon were joined by two little tracks in a few years. Two smaller trains ran
on these tracks and the railway network expanded adding further importance to
schedule and time. All trains were running smooth. Except for a few hiccups
here and there, by and large the network was quite good.
Everything was good except
for that time of the year when he had to part ways with her and the two little
trains for their annual maintenance and overhaul. This was when the trains
returned to their garages leaving him high and dry. The three lines that run
parallel to him were now empty. Though momentary, this emptiness was killing
him.
He could neither go back to
the days of pre-schedule nor ply with rules laid down. This suspended way of
operation always took a toll on him. He was reminded of the very solitude that
almost drove him crazy a decade back. His tolerance level was much lower now.
Nevertheless ply he
did, looking forward to the day when the network restarted operations with the
beautiful train and the little Chuggingtons back in action! Till then the
choo-choo must go on...