Thanks to the fog in northern india, it's virtually impossible to drive almost anything anywhere. Visibility at dawn is next to zero - we had to follow blinking lights of autorikshas on our way to the station. And then there's the train which arrived here 9 hours late. Oh, by the way, I'm here in Kolkata - reached safe and sound, albeit tired and trainsick. Supposedly, the last few days are the coldest Kolkata's seen in years, but it seems like spring to me, compared to the winter in Delhi. I guess I'm travelling on a cold wave.

Weather problems aside, there's another wave that's hitting the country. Thanks to rock bottom prices and incredible marketing, everyone in India seems to own a mobile phone. Add to that auto-roaming and awesome network coverage; and you have a train full of ringing polyphonic, monophonic, and cacophonic mobiles that will irritate the hell out of you. Analysts say this telecom revolution is a sign of India's economic development. But if this is what they call the "sweet sound of success", I'm not too sure if I'm going to be too fond of it.