Life is a continuous journey. Some journeys are short and some long. Some journeys are sweet and pleasant while some are sour. Some journeys are too memorable to be erased by the sands of time. I had one such experience. The memory of this journey continues to flicker, on and on, in my mind even after several years.
Being born and brought up in Meghalaya, a state without railways, I had no opportunity to see a train or to travel in one. Therefore, when my school organised an excursion to New Delhi, our National capital, I was one of the first to join in.
We reached Guwahati on 9th Dec., as our train reservation was for the following day by North- East Express. We reached the station early in the morning, the next day and boarded the train. The train started off at 6.00 a.m. I sat by the window and enjoyed the passing scenery. The sights of numerous rivers, bridges, countryside, evergreen paddy fields, lush green tea gardens, vast plains, etc. enchanted me a lot.
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In the late afternoon we reached New Jalpaiguri station, which is the gateway to Darjeeling and Sikkim. Some of us got out of the train to have a look at the station. The hustle and bustle of people moving about, the coming and going of trains and the enticing sights of the various stalls of the station attracted our attention and we too moved about the platform enjoying these sights. We didn’t realise how quickly the time had passed.
Suddenly we saw our train moving. We were at the far end of the platform and ran with all speed and might to catch the train. I was the last to notice the movement of the train and so the last to run. I too ran after my friends to catch the train. But the train was moving fast. Within moments my friends managed to get in.
As I was about to reach the train, I slipped and fell on the platform. I saw my train speeding away before my sight. I shivered with fear. My friends were shouting at the top of their voice asking me to run faster.
Just then a coolie lifted me and ran with me to the door, where my friends pulled me in. I just looked back and waved my hands at the good Samaritan, who had helped me-1 got only a glimpse of his face. But that face continues to remain afresh in my mind.
The incident deeply scared me and I dared not to move an inch from my seat thereafter. It took some time for me to recover from the shock. The wonderful sights of New Delhi and Agra failed to bring back my lost enthusiasm and interest. I don’t even remember what I saw and how the rest of the excursion ended. The incident at the N.J. P Railway Station was too great to be forgotten by a few passing bliss.
I can never forget this memorable journey. The reminiscences of this journey often flicker in my mind every now and then. Whenever this happens, I say a short prayer for the kind and unknown Samaritan, who helped me on that fateful day to get into the train. It was, by far, the most unforgettable journey of my life- a journey that has left its deep scars on the canvas of my life.
In the life, almost people making the continuous journey. Sometimes the best route gives the best experience in the life, and sometimes it becomes very dangerous in the life. Some of the journeys are too memorable in the life, which always reminds to us, but some travel makes the adverse impact on the life, and it erased by the sands of time. the train journey is the best journey.
There is a limit to the application of standard methods. You can inquire of all the passengers as to what type of car they like to ride in, but it is impossible to question them as to whether to apply the brakes when the train is at full speed and accident threatens.
In the modern days, the people as always preoccupying with daily activities and not doing much excitement in the life. They have not to enjoy the beauty nature and refresh themselves.
When we are suffering the journey of a train, then it serves the best movement in the life and also serves them well. People want to escape the dull urban life and pass the time in the midst of natural beauty.
My first train journey
During my vacation of the college, I had much time to go to my home, which was in the Kolkata and where my family is living. I was missing my parents so much, and they are also waiting for me.
It was the winter season, which is the triumphal season, even in this season the journey enjoyment also improves. I was just packing my luggage for go and bought the ticket for Howrah Express. Incidentally, my friends also meted to me, and they were also going from the Howrah Express at their home. After that me and my friends waits at the station and check our seats of the train.
We adjusted our luggage down of the seats. After the 10 minutes, the train has begun for go. For short time train was slow, but after few stations train has increased the speed of a train, then the train started running at full speed. We have found many natural seen from the train and in the winter season, all was looking beautiful.
First time I was suffering from the train, and it was the scenic beauty from the very beginning of my life. I was seated on the window seat which keeps me aloof, sat beside a window and looked outside through it.
Enjoyment during journey
Also, the sun was rising with all its splendid beauty in the sky. Due, to the meadows of the soft drops on the leaf and flowers also looking stunning and glittering like pearls. I was enjoying seeing all the scenes with a happy mind. By this time the train was moving from the rural area, and I had seen the most of the houses, trees, meadows with golden crops and another panoramic view with the cheerful mind. Things came to my vision and disappeared in the twinkle of an eye.
I had looked from the window, and everything was running with the train across and running very swiftly to opposite direction. It was the enjoyable day in my life. I had many of things from the windows.
The train was very full speed, and after that, the train was going from the breeze which was over the river and makes noises as a chattering. It was the express train, and it stopped at only a few stations. During the afternoon, the train has stopped in the larger stations.
After waiting for 4 hours, at last, our stop came, and we reached our station which was the Howrah station. I felt triumphal to return to my place. We got down on the train and arrived at our home. Our return journey was equally pleasant one.
It was my best experience of the train trip, and I always want to suffer from the train.
The pleasant and enjoyable trip lasted for a few hours. Despite that, the trip left a permanent impression in my mind. I never forget the sweet memory of this voyage. The scene of the memorable journey peeps into my mind in the moment of solitude when I become tired of the mechanical urban life.