Atoot bandhan!

Have you ever travelled with a man who left you both in disgust and awe? A man who can fart, snore and sleep-talk rhythmically enough to leave the best of musicians green with envy, not losing the tempo for once, totally in sync with the rattling bitch of a train, all through the night?

I think I have some bond with chronic farters. They all somehow get into my coach, always! Wah re Indian Railway!