I was a bit in a rush this morning for I had to catch a certain train to be on time for an appointment. I run down the staircase and jumped in the train. As I tried catching my breath, I let my gaze swim around the car. Something was different, something was unusual. I saw there were only female passengers in the car. Then I realized that I had mistakenly caught the women only car. I instinctively turned around to face the door to hide myself, but of course you can not hide your presence that way. Feeling tens of unfriendly stares on my back, I remained in the pose and wished hard the train would arrive at the next station soon so I can switch the car.
going in is ok but
going out takes some guts