We were sitting at the right side of the coach, where there are three seats to a row. We had a window seat, which was grabbed by wifey the moment we boarded, and a middle-seat. I too love the window-seat, but since we got married, that seat has belonged to wifey. My requests for it were always brushed aside, sometimes a little rudely too, until recently, when I gave up trying.
After the train started…(Please read rest of the post “O’ Cockroaches of Shatabdi, Thank you!” at the ROFLwithQSM Blog)