Darjeeling Himalayan Railway.
It is a beautiful train. Beautiful.
My grandfather, and my father, and Chaiwalla, all went.
They all went on the Darjeeling Himalayan Railway.
They travelled the passage to Darjeeling, you see?
My father saw Darjeeling from far way from train window.
My father he was just my age, you see? Only ten years old.
My father was so happy. He saw Himalayas for first time.
Then he did see the beautiful Darjeeling tea plantations.
He saw the hills of the green tea plantations.
And he saw the blue sky.
And he saw the yellow sun.
And he saw white snow on Himalaya mountains.