There was a big stir in the station premises. Passengers were coming by cars, taxis, and rickshaws. As soon as the vehicles arrived, porters wearing red kurtas would run toward them. After fixing the wages, they would pick up the passengers' luggage and walk toward the platform. There were long queues of people in front of the ticket-house windows. Some people were trying to enter the middle of the line. The people behind shouted at his action. Hearing the noise, the police came.
There was also a long queue for platform tickets. All kinds of people were on the platform: men, women, children, and older adults. The dress of some people told which province they belonged to. Many people were standing at the bookstall. Some bought newspapers, and some purchased food items like aloo vada, samosa, patties, kachori, etc., at the 'Rail Aahar stalls. Cold drinks and ice cream were in great demand. Some people were taking sips of hot tea. Parents were providing children's toys at the toy stall. Many passengers were drinking water on the pew or filling their water bags. The porters were moving on small hand carts carrying goods.
At the same time, a train arrived at the station. As soon as the train stopped on the platform, the porter ran to unload the passengers' luggage. Many passengers got down with their own luggage. Those who had come to pick up their loved ones started coming out with them. The TT standing at the gate was taking tickets from the exiting passengers.
Meanwhile, our car started on the platform. There was a stir among the passengers waiting for him. Some porters and passengers began boarding the moving vehicle to get a place in the car. Stuff started being pushed in. The loud noises of fighting started coming from the coaches. Little children were crying. Nobody was listening to anybody. There was less noise in the reserved coaches.
Now the passengers were sitting in their places. The people who had quarreled a while back now started behaving like friends. The people who came to bid farewell started giving advice and information to the passengers sitting inside from outside. At this, the guard whistled. The platform reverberated with the words 'good journey', 'good bye', 'calling on arrival' etc. People shook hands and started bidding farewell to their relatives. I, too, immediately went to my reserved seat. Within a moment, our train came out of the station. I looked out the window towards the platform. Many hands were still shaking, doing bye-bye.
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