I have grown up now. Childhood years are long since gone and most events buried like the past. But those stories told linger on, stubborn as ever, stories that would, as children, scare us near death. Like how we were sternly warned not to sit on the railway tracks because the torch that shines in front of the train would attract & drag you like a magnet….
 pictures of the railway line

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