Wednesday, September 30, 2020

A Journey By Train-Paragraph

Once I traveled by train with my family to Delhi. My uncle lives there. He works in a bank. It was the occasion of my cousin's marriage with a local girl. We boarded the train in the morning. The train left Patna railway station in due time. It was a through mail train. It moved very fast without frequent stoppages. I took my seat near a window. The scenes on both sides of the train-line were moving fast behind us. Cool breeze washed my face with pleasant touches. 
I could see the villages and towns, the paddy-fields, the ponds, the rivers, the canals, the roads, the bullock-carts and so on. I could not remember how my time had passed. The railway contractors served us food, drinking water, snacks, tea or coffee, from time to time inside the train. The co-passengers in our compartment were gentle and peace-loving. At night, it was dark outside. My parents made me lie down on a lower birth, after the supper. I fell asleep. In the morning, I sat again near the window and enjoyed the sights, as before. The train reached Delhi in the afternoon. My uncle came to receive us at the station.

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