A nearing steam engine chugs a heavy whiff of black smoke and from its archaic megaphone bellows a deafening, unforgiving horn. Its pace slackens and it screeches over rusty rails as it infinitesimally, albeit distinguishably, comes to a halt.The milieu of the paltry surrounding station is that of an isolated, inviting tranquility. Smoke from the engine digresses under the command of a ubiquitous monsoon breeze in the direction of the deserted platform; its half-empty vending machines, a menial ...