Because my father was a train inspector, we could travel free all over India. I used to enjoy riding on the train so much. The trains were long, with many seats inside. In those days they were not so crowded. Now they are very crowded; there is no room. Indian trains were like bullock carts - thirty miles per hour. Whenever we went on the train, everybody in the family used to fall asleep during the trip, but I couldn't wait to see the next station. There people used to carry things on their heads, and they had a peculiar way of shouting, 'Tea!' and other things.
