Up to the top like serpentine rings
Winds up the tracks on the mountain brims
Making lots of loops and curves in between
Cutting across many rocks and trenches within
Passing over many bridges ahead
Squeezing through many dark tunnels behind.
On this moves our mountain train
Like a black horse carrying all the strain
Gasping with steam and belching the smoke
Between it makes the screeching sound
While it takes a turn in the curves around.
When it passes through the cloud
It often sounds its whistle aloud.
Inside the deep forest it goes slow
Through the windows the cool breeze flow,
Like a snail at times it goes very slow
One can walk along with it and follow.
Though it takes long hours to reach
Starting from the base station once
Puffing the smoke through all its way
Up through the mountain it winds up in gay
To reach the top hill station abode,
The trails of belching smoke it leaves
Spreads all over the sky it sees.
With myriad lines and curves of black and grey
That the wind on its way draws it in a rush
Will look like the artist’s drawing on a canvas with his brush.
The Sun that plays hide and seek in its wake
Leaves a silver gilt edge on the cloud for its sake
The all around glimpse of beauty it displays
When passing l over the way it plays
The Mountain train journey in its every moment
Make us mix always with the nature in merriment.
By Sundareswaran Date 18th July 2014
The Last Van:
The journey by the Mountain Trains is really a breathtaking experience. I never had an opportunity so far in spite of my visit to Nilgiris and Dargeeling. I must make it once in my lifetime.
Thanks to the untiring efforts by the UNESCO World Heritage Act and to the Indian Railways for preserving the Hill station rail network intact.
The Nilgiri, The Kalka Shimla and the Dargeeling Railways are the few that is remaining just like drops. Let us not wipe it dry.
I hope they will preserve these mountain beauties for many generations to cherish. We have already lost many of such Narrow Gauge rail routes due to economic non viability. They were once the proud of our nation. We can still enact the scene ”Chaiyya Chaiyya Chaiyya” by SRK group. Take care of coal dust entering the eyes.
We are entering into the Bullet Train era. Let us upgrade the coaches of these hill trains to look ultra modern. Let us look at the tourism point of view and for us as well.
Again I have one request. Let us bring back the fretting, fuming and smoky steam engine back to these lines. We must not forget that we are still retaining the logo of the majestic steam engine, just like Bill Gates has retained the floppy disc icon in his operating system to make sure that it is still saved.
Certain good things ingrained in our heart should not be removed.