It would be hard to think for the kids today that how we passed our time; without any gadgets.Yes, we didn't passed time ,we enjoyed it.I was sure about taking the middle berth at night but doubting shital what if she fights for it. We were enjoying to read the names of the stations loudly.I noticed everything I left behind. I noticed the brook running besides the field, the water falling out from a hydraulic lift,the trigger of changing weather, massive amount of birds hovering over the fields,the breeze touching my face .I calculated the tunnels we came through (favorite part). the seat beyond the ally was accommodated by a potbellied, roly-poly uncle who literally blocked our view on the other side.I tried to restrain the laugh and chuckled.I took my middle berth after dinner.I look at everyone as they seem so tired and lazy . I folded my arms to put my head on it and started my fantasy for Dehradun as I have never been to hillstations . My astonishment for the tour begans here .