A Visit to a Hill Station
A few months ago, I visited Darjeeling. Situated in the Eastern Himalayas, world-famous for its tea-gardens, and enveloped by an eternal fog almost the whole year round, it has a charm and beauty all of its own. I went there with my school friends. We took a taxi from Siliguri and drove up the gently sloping road with the fascinating railway track crisscrossing it at unexpected places.
Half way through we heard a loud whistle, the unmistakable sound of a train “chug-chugging” and suddenly it appeared, right before us. Brightly painted, old-fashioned, with a huge bell in front and just about four carriages to it, the most popular tourist attraction of that area—the Toy Train—looked like something out of a fairy tale.
When we entered Darjeeling there was a thick fog all round and it seemed as if we were driving into the clouds. It was very cold but we were well-prepared with our coats, caps and mufflers. Arrangements for our stay had been made in a small but comfortable lodging house, and after spending the night there we embarked upon a tour of sightseeing. We visited the Botanical Gardens, the Himalayan Mountaineering Institute, the Senchal Lake, and many more places of interest. We ate some authentic Tibetan food and bought traditional Eastern curios.
Early the next morning, we went to Tiger Hill to see the sunrise. This is possible only if it is a clear day and many people come back disappointed. But we were lucky. A. hush fell over the crowd as the first rays of the sun struggled out from behind the clouds and the sun rose in all its glory. The snow-clad Kanchenjunga looked breathtakingly beautiful. I have never seen anything so awe-inspiring! From this spot we were even able to get a glimpse of Mount Everest.
On our way back we visited the lush tea-gardens, which produce some of the finest tea in the whole world.
My trip to Darjeeling was really an enjoyable one. I did not know until I went there that nature could be so magical!