Short Essay on A Visit to a Hill Station – Darjeeling

That evening in Kolkata, my aunt gave us the news of her plan to take us for a visit to a hill station Darjeeling. It was a routine that they left us to stay with granny when schools were closed. We were all excited by her unexpected visit and fantastic news.

I knew by the end of the next day; I would have seen the famous mountainous area that I always saw on travel magazines. I would visit the most suitable place to view Himalayan peaks.

The following day, we set off using my aunt’s dusty peugot. It was in the mid-day when we started hitting the road constructed on a hilly side. I kept watching the beauty of the rocky sides, the railway line on to the right which was constructed along the highway and other vehicles already exiting the eastern Himalayan area.

We finally arrived in the town of New Jalpaiguri and the occupants seemed quite busy like a usual city. Unlike I expected, all kinds of businesses were available. The buildings were ancient but looked strong and beautiful. Suddenly, an old steam engine train running on an engine aged for over a century passed. People were calling it Darjeeling toy train. We bought two rooms in order to accommodate the six of us. It was a tranquil moment for me.

We all stood in the distance on the next Sunday morning and saw a golden like feature of the third highest peak in the world, Kanchanaganga hills. Although it was cold at 4 am, I felt so close to nature after experiencing the tiger hill sunrise which gave us the experience to see the sun rising over the world’s tallest Mount Everest.

I had really admired to use the steam engine locomotive and my wish was granted. We used the noisy trains to access the hills through the Darjeeling Himalayan Railway. The train would stop momentarily to add water to the engines. It was fun to experience how it must have been in the old days.

The view of the town on a hilly and forested area looked fantastic. A thick white cloud appeared far from the town showing the snowy peak of Himalayas. We also saw the Mountaineering School of India which was started by the British. Kanchanaganga hills are clearly from any point in Darjeeling. We visited only once but I intend to take another trip again. I will have my camera and a pair of binoculars with me for a better experience.

By Winnie