Train Journey of Life

Whispers of Morning Dew..!


My eighth blog here. .

Thank you, my friends and well-wishers, for following the dancing of my mind through my blogs..

My companions , many a times, were books. Well, I must say , that books have not ceased to be my friends, even now! I have read somewhere that Life so often resembles a train journey. I wish to let you know how. Please read on.

We get on the train at a boarding station.. we get down.. others come inside.. we tend to watch them curiously.. again at a certain stop , we get off.. we get on again.. our fellow passengers get down..new people come in.. The cycle repeats itself.. At times, our journeys are full of joy.. other times, it results in deep sorrow.. yet other times, we come across accidents. And some times, some of us will linger on, to offer a helping hand to the ones in need – like the Good Samaritan.

When we are first born into this world, we start our train journey.. we look into the faces of those people whom we think will be with us through our entire journey – our parents. We believe they will be with us – no matter what. Sadly, this is not the truth. Our parents care for us, love us and tend to us., yet we must understand that they too have journeys they must complete. We will have to learn to live without them.. yet they always fill our minds with their care, affection , guidance and ever-presence.

There are others whom we meet on the way, some who will eventually come inside our compartment – these are our brothers, sisters, friends, colleagues, acquaintances etc. We learn to love and cherish them, care for them as we can..or just say a Hello as we greet them with a smile.

Some people consider their journey like a hip-hop tour..they will board the train at an unexpected turn and they will jaunt merrily along. Some are like cry-babies. They carry a lot of baggages , have their own sets of sorrows, losses, complaints. We observe both the different characters, yet we learn nothing from both.

Some get on to the train and leave a lasting impression in our lives, even if it’s for a short while. The memories stay in our minds, stacked in a separate corner – never to leave! Others get on and before we know it, they vanish – as easily as they came in. They would hardly leave a trace that they ever sat with us. At times, we wonder why some people, whom we believed would be with us, choose to leave us and travel in another compartment. They had made their choice and we stand to watch, helplessly. Yet, there’s nothing that says we cannot seek them again. But on our search, we find that they are indeed in the neighbouring compartment – to our dismay, we find we cannot sit beside them! Why? That seat would already have been taken by someone else! We go back to our old place and wait patiently. We learn to look for the best in our travel companions. And we continue our journey..

Sometimes, we may stumble, stutter and falter.. hopefully, there would be Good Samaritans around, to give us a much needed hand. In turn, we must keep our eyes open - our good words, a cheerful smile, an encouraging pat, a reassuring hand shake , would soar the spirits high in a tear – strained heart !

The biggest mystery of our train journey is that we do not know when our last stop would arrive. Neither do we know the last stops of our fellow passengers – no , not even the ones who are seated next to us! Our last stops are destined, programmed and charted out right from the time we boarded the train , by the Great Station Master..who has the list with Him. Some do not even acknowledge Him, hence He strikes off those names. But blessed are they, whose names are indeed written !!

We are all in this journey together. As we continue our journey, each of us must strive our best to make the ride as pleasant, joyful and helpful , as possible. Look around and you will see many of your passengers who have forlorn faces.. do your best to bring a smile from them.

When we make our final stop, it is true that we take leave of our families, friends and well-wishers .. Sad, for a moment..!! But , I personally feel happy , for I know I shall see them all again on that Beautiful last stop our Station Master makes. I would have the satisfaction , knowing that I have contributed to their arrival at the Last Stop, just as they have contributed to mine.

And together, we all shall be – with our Loving Station Master !!

Wishing you all a very Happy, Safe Journey!