Essays

I live in Delhi. It has a big railway station. I went to the station to receive my friend. He was coming from Punjab. I bought a platform ticket and went in. My friend's train was late by forty minutes. So, I decided to take a look around. There was a huge crowd on the platform. 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 hawkers were shouting at the top of their voice. They were selling food, tea, newspaper etc. Soon, I saw the train coming. My friend came out and he was very happy to see me. We came home in an autorickshaw.