Delhi, the city, is a bustling metropolis. Its main railway station is a perfect reflection of this hustle and bustle. The noise of passengers, trains and even the constant crackling of the microphone never lets up, shattering any notion of tranquillity. That day, however, a woman caught my attention. She seemed to have found an inner peace that allowed her to take a break, leaning against the window of the carriage. Suddenly the train started, but she remained there, leaning peacefully, carrying with her the secret of an inner serenity resistant to all trials.