My mother had to go to Amritsar by train. She took me with her. We boarded the train from New Delhi Railway Station. I got a seat by the side of a window. Soon the compartment was occupied. It was now time to leave. The guard blew the whistle and waved the green flag. The train began to move. Soon, it picked up speed. I looked outside through the window. I saw the farmers working in the farms. Cattle were grazing in the fields. The train reached Amritsar late in the night. It was a pleasant journey.
Vocabulary
Cattle—cows, buffaloes, goats, etc., Pleasant–full of joy
