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Monday, April 27, 2015

Essay - A Journey by Train

Essay - A Journey by Train
Journey is always fascinating. It refreshes our mind and makes us happy. Journey is a relief in our monotonous everyday life. After a journey we feel relaxed and fresh. It also fills our heart with peace. During the last winter vacation, I got an opportunity to make a journey by train with my family members from Dhaka to Rajshahi. My grandparents live in Rajshahi and my father works as an official in a government office in Dhaka. We generally go to Rajshahi by bus. But that time my father decided to go there by train.

It was 11 December, 2014. We got up early in the morning, took preparation and got on two rickshaws. It took almost half an hour to reach Kamlapur Railway Station. The platform was crowded and people were busy buying tickets. My father bought four tickets from the ticket counter for the 'Ekota Express'. We got into the train and found our seats beside the window. Within a few minutes, the guard blew his whistle and waved his green flag and the train started to move slowly at about 7.30 am. The train left the platform and gradually it attained speed.

However, the train was not so crowded. As the window was open for air movement and I had the seat  beside the window, I could see outside easily. I looked outside through the window and soothed my eyes taking a look at the outside natural beauty. The train was moving at a great speed and there was a great jerking. Farmers were seen working in the fields, village women were seen carrying pitchers of water, fishermen were seen catching fish in the rivers and marshes. All these left a permanent impression on my mind.

As it was an intercity train, it did not stop in many stations and was not very crowded. When it was crossing small stations, it seemed speedier. There were a few hawkers selling boiled eggs, chanachur and betel leaf and fried ground nut. We had our breakfast with bread and boiled eggs. Later an attendant was ordered to bring tea.

The time passed by. During the journey, my father showed me the Indian boarder at hilly station. In fact, I was enjoying everything around me. In this way we passed ten hours and at last reached Rajshahi. My uncle was waiting for us with a car. After coming out of the station, it took only ten minutes to reach my uncle’s house. We were greeted cordially.

Thus the train journey came to an end. Though I made the journey last year, the memory of it is ever fresh in my mind.

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