Train Ride: Seeing the People

My first ever (and still the only) experience with train was just two years ago. And it was not far, Taiping, Perak. And if one to see the people (the real people, not the holiday makers), train ride is the one most special place for that. These are the people who actually go far to work or study, so the train is like a melting pot.



You can see some people who inhabit the small spaces between the cabins. They are probably too stingy to pay for the ride or they can’t afford them or probably they are experimenting with the feels of getting caught for not paying? Either way they all add character to what frequent users of train find boring.

Are they going back to their hometown to say that they quitted KL? Or they have happy stories to tell the family back home? It just kills me to wonder about what they have been through for the past few months. Even to think what they had for breaking thrill me so much.