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The train journey was thrilling but a bit
scary. Biju had to sleep leaning against
his father’s arm all night, as there was

hardly any space in the compartment.

‘It will be more comfortable on the way

back,’ his father assured him. ‘We can
buy tickets for the reserved seats when
we have a little money with us after the

saris are sold.’

Biju did not say anything. He was tired
and excited and nervous and hungry all

at the same time.

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