descriptive essay on visit to a railway station
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Last Sunday, I went to the Chennai central station to see off my friend. He was going to Calcutta by the Howrah Mail. The waiting hall was crowded with all sorts of passengers. There was a long queue in front of the booking window. Everyone seemed to be in a hurry. I bought the ticket and came off. We soon reached the platform. Passengers were waiting eagerly for the arrival of the train. Some were sitting on benches and smoking or reading newspaper. A few were pacing up and down the platform. The vendors were having a busy time. There was rush at tea-stall. The coolies in red uniforms were sitting in a line.
The train stamped in. There was noise and commotions everywhere. There was a great rush at the doors of compartments. Many passengers got down and many more got in. Coolies were seen carrying heavy bundles of luggage on their heads. Children clung to their parents in the great rush. The whole platform was full of noise.
Luckily, i got a comfortable seat near a window. Soon all were settled. It was time for the train to depart. The guard flew the whistle and waved the green flag. The engine whistled and the train began to move. There was waging of hands and hand kerchiefs. The train gains speed and kept the stations. The platform looked a deserted place once again.
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One of the hectic and busy places one will ever witness is the railway station. I was told by my father to accompany him till railway station to escort grandmother. I was very excited to go with him as I have never visited a railway station earlier.
The train had to arrive at 4 pm. My father decided that we will reach half an hour before. We reached before time and I was astonished to see such crowd. We anyhow reached the platform. There were trains coming and going. Some people were sitting on the benches near the platform and some were seeing off their dear ones. There were announcements being made continuously about which train will be arriving next.
There were many small stalls in the railway station and there were stalls which were selling magazines, parathas, and biscuits.
In the railway station, there were many coolies and counters.
We kept on waiting for our grandmother and then she arrived at 4.30. We exchanged few words and with warm regards, we took her home.