The train of our lives …

The very first time I rode on a train was with my late father where we traveled on an overnight train from our home town to where the high school that I went to. It was weird but interesting experience. We were all going to some destinations, some were the same, some were different. Some folks joined us from one of the stops and some from other stops. In fact people came and went  at some junctions at some points. Funny thing was they were all strangers from all over the place, but yet we share one thing in common –we had a destination in mind.

See you at the next stop,
Journey of Life


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