Sonalium 1/1 by Tripoto


Deeptangan Pant
For more than a hundred years trains have chugged along the Murmagao railway line and with the track now converted to broad gauge the traffic keeps on running. Passenger trains and goods carriages thunder on the clattering rails and the wail of their sirens echoes in the narrow valleys and the wooded hills. Breathing smoke and fire the engines lug the mass of metal up the slopes rushing past sheer drops, milky waterfalls, impatient streams and impenetrable forests.