My annual examination was over.I had recess for some days.During this time of the year the weather is good enough for a journey. Incidentally, I with some of my friends took a sudden decision togo to my sister’s house in Chittagong by train.On the appointed day I along with my others friends arrived at Kamalpur railway station before sunrise.We bought our ticktes and got into the train just at 7 a.m.

When the guard blew the whistle and waved the green flag, the train started moving.I,keeping myself allof,sat beside a window with a view to looking outside through the window.The sun was rising with all its splendid beauty.Soon leaving urban areas,the train was running through the green fields of the rural areas.I gazed and gazed at the houses,trees and meadows with a cheerful minds.Everything seemed to be running swiftly to the opposite direction.They came to my vision and disappeared in the twinkling of an eye.

I also enjoyed the mild jerking of the train and rhythmic sounds of the wheels.Now and then it crossed a bridge over a river or a canal with a chattering noise.As it was an express train,it stopped only at a few big stations.At about noon we arrived within the areas of Chittagong district, I felt great joy seeing the hills on either side of the line, as I had never seen a hill before. After eight hours journey, the train reached Cittagong railway station at about 3 p.m. We got down from the train and went to my sisters house by a taxi.Our return journey was equally a pleasant one.

This pleasant and enjoyable journey lasted for a few hours.But the journey left a permanent impression in my mind.I will never forget the sweet memory of this journey.The scene of the memorable journey peeps into my mind when I become tired of the monotonous urban life.