I found the train parked at the platform when I reached there. I had barely boarded the train when it began to roll out. I was the only passenger in the bogey. It was a bit surprising but I thought to my self that the train is usually empty at this particular station. So I took a seat. Having moved about 400 metres the train came to halt. To which I thought that some trains wait at the outer signal for the signal to turn green.
Just then a few crows came flying in to the compartment. This was the weirdest thing I has seen all day. I had never ever seen crows inside a train. Then a few more crows made an entrance. It looked like a scene from Harry Potter where crows usually play the role of being the harbingers of sinister. It felt a bit spooky. An empty train compartment in a stationary train in the middle of a train yard with a few hundred crows flying in and out of a compartment. I leaned outside the door to see if there were any other passengers on the train.Not a soul moved. Suddenly the fans are switched off. The silence was now accentuated so much so that I could even hear the flapping of the crows' wings. At the far end of the train I saw the drive deboarding. It is then I realize that the train was being parked in the yard. This was confirmed by a voice yelling at me from the other side of the train. I deboarded the train as well and then tailed the driver all the way back to the platform. This was my little adventure on a rather unassuming day.
On a totally disconnected note, walking on railway tracks with formal shoes on is really tough.
Just then a few crows came flying in to the compartment. This was the weirdest thing I has seen all day. I had never ever seen crows inside a train. Then a few more crows made an entrance. It looked like a scene from Harry Potter where crows usually play the role of being the harbingers of sinister. It felt a bit spooky. An empty train compartment in a stationary train in the middle of a train yard with a few hundred crows flying in and out of a compartment. I leaned outside the door to see if there were any other passengers on the train.Not a soul moved. Suddenly the fans are switched off. The silence was now accentuated so much so that I could even hear the flapping of the crows' wings. At the far end of the train I saw the drive deboarding. It is then I realize that the train was being parked in the yard. This was confirmed by a voice yelling at me from the other side of the train. I deboarded the train as well and then tailed the driver all the way back to the platform. This was my little adventure on a rather unassuming day.
On a totally disconnected note, walking on railway tracks with formal shoes on is really tough.
