With a heavy heart, we dragged ourselves to see the Golden city of Jaisalmer from Jaipur. Jaipur impressed us and me in particular with brilliant planning and discipline. The taxi drivers often complained to us about the engine abuse by the youth on the two tires between their legs which had grown horrendous in recent times. It was a long overnight Indian Railways organized journey that awaited us. Carrying three young kids of six, four, and three, the seven of us really was ready to call it a day as soon as we boarded the train. Some of us had been waiting to just get into the train to launch on to the cozy berths after a hot sunny day in Jaipur. The railway station was quite near to where we lived in those Civil Lines. The only botheration we had was on how to be together when our seats were as spread as 3, 4, 14, 15, 16, 24, 63, 64. All of us were equally shy to start a conversation pleading for a shift of seats with any fellow passengers too. The art of seat swapping has to b