The guard gave the signal there was a flutter of good byes the train started its journey of life racing on the railroads of dynamism, halting at stations…
The station master managed the station of life well and the train passed through the Yards of hard work bestowing the good wills of life trafficking through the level crossings of life.. …halting at signals… …waiting for it to turn green… and continue the journey of life…
….picking up passengers…. off loading travelers… chugging along tirelessly…
the train reached the ultimate terminus …of life; and….accompanied with the music of hooting engines…. drifted away into that …still unknown Station of Eternal Peace without bidding good byes…!!!
Amen May the soul rest in peace.
Poet’s Note In cherished and loving memory of my uncle ..who spend all his life in the railway…starting as a guard and rising to the positions of station master and yard master and divisional manager etc. and who breathed his last in a railway hospital to the background of the hooting of the railway engine.
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