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I live in Delhi. It has a big railway station. Yesterday, I went to the railway station to receive my friend. He was coming from Punjab. I bought a platform ticket and went in.

The station was very crowded. There were so many people moving on the platform. Some people had come to catch a train.

Others had come to receive or see-off their relatives. Many coolies could be seen. They were wearing red uniform. People were waiting for the trains. Some trains were late. My friend's train was also late by forty minutes. So, I decided to take a look around.

There was a huge crowd on the platform. There was great rush of hawkers at the platform.

The hawkers were shouting at the top of their voice in order to sell their things. They were selling eatables, fruits, food, tea, newspapers, magazines etc.

At the windows of the booking office there were long queues of people. They were buying tickets for their journey. At enquiry window also there was big crowd.

The loudspeakers were fitted at various places on the platform. The announcements were made regarding the arrival and the departure to various trains.

The announcements were made in Hindi as well as in English. People were trying to listen to them carefully to know about trains.

Soon, I saw the train coming. My friend came out and he was very happy to see me. We came home in an auto rickshaw.