It was a winter morning
the train was crawling up the hill
zigzag path between the bushes
we were nearing queen Darjeeling.
The train was so small
it had two engines back and front
still, it was so slow
we walked with it, what a thrill!
It was passing through a wonderful loop
almost touching the mountain edge
fear engulfed us looking at the gorge
as we were inching towards the top.
Tea gardens were around
girls plucking the leaves
baskets were full on their back
rolling sun made beautiful surrounding.
My eyes were dragged far away
what a wonder on my way
snowy peaks were peeping with a smile
welcomed us with great joy.
Oh! It was really a marvelous terrain
God appeared to me omnipresent
the calmness and peace amused me
bringing the feeling as if I were in heaven.
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