On a recent trip to my home state, I happened to travel in the three most common modes of transportation, i.e. road, rail, and air. During the train journey, I was thinking of how our travel and the associated habits have changed over a period of time. Of late, air travel has become a necessity, which was once a luxury as recent as 15-20 years ago.
Forget air travel, in our childhood, even a car or a jeep journey was also a luxury. Most long-distance travel used to be via bus only. I had my first train journey at the age of about 7-8, which was for about 70-80 kilometres only. I had to wait for another 10 years before I boarded a train again in May 2002 (that too without a ticket). Bus travel was the cheapest and the only affordable option we had in childhood. We mostly travelled to our ancestral village or to our maternal uncle’s home. For a distance of about 90 kilometres, it used to take about 3 hours. The worst part of my summer vacations were the 6 hours of bus journey to and fro. Usually, the bus would be crowded and normally full, with the aisle packed with people standing. Being children, I would normally get seated on someone’s lap. If lucky, one would get to sit on someone’s lap by the window and have some fresh air. Otherwise, the whole bus would be filled with a stench mixed of engine exhaust, dust, and smell from the bodies of fellow passengers. This foul environment was sometimes punched with occasional exhaust from a few alimentary canals (equal likely hood of smell coming from either end of it) depending on the gastronomic health. People around would respond in different manners, some putting handkerchiefs on their noses and some putting their noses on their upper arms. Everyone around would respond similarly, including the culprit, so that no one doubts him/her. The temporary discomfort usually had a short lifespan considering the moving bus. The silence was sometimes disturbed by an expletive coming from the back side rows. The stained atmosphere was sufficient to cause vomiting within a sort of span of time. This used to be a frequent occurrence whenever I travelled by bus, and over a period of time has generated a dislike for bus travel and has been a cause of emotional distress whenever I travelled by bus in adulthood also.
Travelling by train was more frequent when I joined NIT Rourkela. Travelling to Rourkela from Sambalpur by train was both an economical and faster option since the distance between the cities was 30 KM shorter by train. Another reason was that there was a high likelihood of friends travelling in the 7:40 AM DMU whose ticket price was almost half of that of Ispat Express, though both reached at about the same time. The train journey was better since it was less crowded than a normal bus and there was enough space to move around freely. Another advantage was that the probability of finding a TTE on the train was just slightly higher than the probability of a goat being a co passenger on the train (actually, once a goat and its owner travelled in DMU with us between two stations after Jharsuguda). The journey was never boring, especially with friends around. After vacations, most of us had some kind of snacks in our bags which we would feast on. One of my marwadi friends had a relative in Jharsuguda who would come and used to provide more snacks sufficient for the rest of the journey. Travelling solo from college was rare, but sometimes I did that. The solo travels would normally be spent looking out in rumination or reading a book. In college days, there was no shortage of novels or books. In general, also, people who loved reading had something to read during the journey or shared with co passengers. The only thing which I used to dislike in train journeys was the hygiene and the disturbance created by eunuchs.
When I moved out of the state for starting my professional journey, the train travel became less frequent but longer, usually planned months ahead of time. The longer distance train journeys were mostly solo, but sufficient time ensured that some kind of friendship developed between fellow co passengers. The discussion, which normally would start from the question about your destination, would stretch into all kinds of things of mutual interest. With the rise in basic pay, sleeper class train journeys gave way to air-conditioned travel. The same people were more reserved but still friendly. There was a higher chance of finding people with the same interests as yours but lower chances of striking up a conversation with them. However, this used to give me ample time for reading books. I had a habit of buying books at the station during the start of the journey. Usually, I used to spend the waiting time for trains looking for books at the Wheeler’s or other shops. These were the days prior to the era of Flipkart and Amazon. Hence, browsing physical books used to be a favourite pastime. I have a habit of writing my initials and the date of buying the book and the place of purchase, which acts as a reminder of my travel days.
Air travel has become more frequent after a change in the policy of the corporation with respect to travel. After my recent transfer to North India, personal air travel has also increased. The passengers during air travel are least likely to strike up a conversation, which includes me also. Not striking up a conversation with a stranger is a natural behaviour I display considering my tacit nature and introverted personality. But I feel every passenger sitting beside me has these traits once they enter an airplane. However, this suits me considering my personality traits.
However, the habits of people travelling have changed considerably since the advent of smartphones. Now people have a co passenger in their pocket, though, with whom they can communicate with a number of people. People can do all kind of activities to keep their mind engaged but require much lesser effort than reading something or striking a conversation. Hence, taking to an unknown person besides you has largely become unnecessary. The last time I travelled, when I peeked over the shoulder of the person sitting next to me, I saw bright screens and as many heads glued to it. This was the observation both in airplanes as well as trains.
No wonder the “Wheeler’s” have disappeared from the railway stations.