Journey by train isn’t comfortable today because of heavy rush of passengers. It is pleasure to the person who travels in the first class. I’m fond of travelling from one place to another to see new places and new things. The intensity of my pleasure of travelling increases if it is train journey although this journey is now beset with problems. It is very interesting and sweet to recollect my last journey from Dhaka to Chittagong. Its memory is still fresh in my mind.
During the last Ramadan holiday, my uncle invited me to pay
a visit to his residence at ashugonj in the district of comilla. My parents
permitted me to go there.

At about 9 a.m. I reached the kamalapur station. The station
was full of passengers. I booked a ticket and got into the first class
compartment which was almost packed up with passengers. I got a seat by the
window. At 9.30 a.m. the train steamed off the station. At first, train moved
on slowly. But after a few minutes in began moving at a great speed. It was an
express train.
As the train took on
speed, everything seemed to move in the opposite direction, cool breeze was
refreshing the passengers. I looked outside, I saw green field, forests, bushes,
canals, bridges, cattke, men house etc. they come to my view and vanished in
the twinkle of an eye. They looked like the photos of a film. All these things
were beautiful and joyful. The train passed station after station. I could not
exactly remember when I fell asleep. Then l woke up and took tea.
The train reached ashuganj at 11.30 a.m. I found my uncle
awaiting for me. He received me very affectionately. We went to my uncle’s
residence by rickshaw.
Everybody should enjoy the train journey if he finds time.
It is trilling and enjoyable. It gives us a clear picture of the land its
natural beauty around us.
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