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The train journey to Multan was a long but pleasant one. Once inside the train, families separated by gender, the ladies in my compartment even hung up some sheet to prevent anybody passing through the aisle from looking in. I made myself comfortable, reading and sleeping a bit, and conversing with an emancipated young Kashmiri social worker who'd come south with family members for a marriage party and was on her way back home. Xhelal had an equally pleasant time with the menfolks in the adjacent compartment. After a 16 hours journey we reached Multan.

	Hyderabad
	....our train arrives
The train journey to Multan was a long but pleasant one. Once inside the train, families separated by gender, the ladies in my compartment even hung up some sheet to prevent anybody passing through the aisle from looking in. I made myself comfortable, reading and sleeping a bit, and conversing with an emancipated young Kashmiri social worker who'd come south with family members for a marriage party and was on her way back home. Xhelal had an equally pleasant time with the menfolks in the adjacent compartment. After a 16 hours journey we reached Multan.