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Railways

The Blur Called Metro
A sleek train slides into the platform, reflecting sunlight like it’s advertising modernity. The clock above ticks away, unimpressed by speed or style.

The Commuter's Grip
Arms reach upward to grasp overhead bars in a crowded compartment. This is Mumbai's most democratic space—where corporate executives stand shoulder-to-shoulder with laborers, students, and vendors. The local train erases boundaries, creating a temporary community bound together by shared metal handrails and a common destination.

The Luggage Wars
Two men, two bags, two very different attitudes. One adjusts his shoulder strap, the other adjusts his patience. The train waits for no one.

Butterflies & Handles
The chaos of the local’s interiors: swinging handles, sweaty shoulders, and one man with a butterfly printed on his back, unintentionally poetic in a sea of grey metal.

Fenced Realities
Shot through the grill, a man slumps on a bench, bag by his side. Behind him, life walks past: a sari swaying, a backpack bouncing. Same platform, different timelines.

March to the station!
Workers march to the CST railway station.

The March of the Anonymous
Inside the cavernous station, commuters shuffle forward — some dragging bags, some dragging dreams. Nobody looks up, nobody looks back. Just another morning in monochrome.

Platform Diplomacy
One man exits, another enters — both avoiding eye contact. The eternal exchange program between platform and train continues, no visa required.

Sleep Mode Activated
Shirt unbuttoned, head bowed, strap clutched — the universal commuter posture. The man isn’t defeated, just temporarily powered down.

The Lean
A man leans out of a speeding local train, one hand gripping the metal pole, the other weighed down by life in a maroon bag. The thrill of fresh air, or just another commute gamble?

The station of dreams
This station carries many dreams, hopes, and lives of people. One moment lives are changed on that one trip that opens many paths like the trip Mr. Mohandas K. Gandhi did! Lives full of surprises but we all reach them through the train.
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