Railway Station


Railway Station


The scene at a Railway Station (0utstanding)  

As soon as the declaration about the approaching train is made, a frantic activity emerges at the railway station. People rush towards the booking office to buy tickets. The passengers sitting in the waiting rooms take their luggage and come out. Some begin to stare in the direction of the arriving train. At last, the whistle of the train is heard. The train looks elegant when it enters the station. As soon as it stops, people emerge from the interior of the train. Those who are out stab to get on the train and inhabit the seats.

Some are seen to be hauling their suitcases and bags. There is an inordinate hustle and bustle everywhere on the platform. Some passengers rush to the tea stalls. Some are seen carrying their luggage and some are seen purchasing eatables. Some rush to the water cooler to fill their bottles and containers with cool water. The vendors shout slogans to attract the attention of the passengers to their things.

“Life is a railway station in which love is a train it will come and go at any time but friendship is the track it will remain forever.”

There are a few policemen roaming about on the platform. A few ticket-checkers dressed in white uniforms also come into view. Some travellers are seen requesting ticket checkers for the reservation of seats. There are other people who have come either to receive their friends or to see them off. They are seen embracing each other. Then suddenly, the train whistles. The sentinel begins to wave the green banner. The passengers rush towards their compartments. The train begins to creep slowly. People begin to run with the creeping train. They try to get on the moving train. Those who have come to see off their relatives and friends stand on the platform and wave their hands. Their faces are sad and depressed. As soon as the train fades, they begin to leave the station. Soon, all the bustle, which started so quickly a little while ago, ends so abruptly. The railway station is desolate at last.

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