Last Saturday I've come from my village, Feni, by train. On that journey, I was sat in front of the engine. You can understand from the image that in Bangladesh it's possible.
The temperature was nearly 15° C. I was curios about the journey. It has to say that the distance between Chittagong and Feni is 91 KM. When the train arrived at Feni, it's overloaded with passengers as Saturday is the weekend in Bangladesh. So I chose to seat on the engine. I had put my bag and sat in position for starting. The train started with the blew of horn.
At first I feel great as I was having opportunity to watch everything from front. But soon it got dimmed as the speed was increasing. I had wore a mask to cover my nose from heavy wind. It was evening and train was running. I had wore jacket to save myself from cold wind. But it's not enough. So I cover my front with my bag. The wind was so heavy that my bag tried to flew away. But I was holding it with my right hand and using left hand to hold the train.
The air is so cold that I couldn't feel my hands and ears. Even I couldn't get my hands in the pocket as I had to hold bag. I felt like my hand was piercing with thousands of needles. As the distance became decrease I was loosing my patience.
I had a company passenger on the engine. But when we were 34KM away from Chittagong, his bag flew away with the wind. So he'd got down from the train and gone for looking that. So, I became alone for that last few distance.
I had lost my patience and couldn't stay anymore in the engine. So as the second last station arrived (3KM away from Chittagong), I'd got down from the engine and got into the 1st bogie. It was so crowded that I had forgot all the coldness in a minutes. When I'd got down from the train, I felt so fresh except my hair got dust.
Though cold wind, I'd enjoyed the journey. Does any of you wanna do this kind of journey ?
