The shops within the train station started into action. A strong but well welcomed smell of freshly grounded coffee filled the air. The aromas of the coffee brighten up the station and seemed to give everyone a lift even if they weren’t drinking the cup of life.
A heavy dutied well spoken woman’s voice boomed out from the tannoy, telling everyone of the incoming train. People checked the time on the well preserved clock and began to move towards the platform. At this point the smell of coffee was overcome with female perfume.
An ear piercing roar from the train hit the station as the brakes locked up against the track. The train came into platform, strong and hard, like a hungry tiger ready for its morning feast. People stepped back in shock and allow the arriving passengers to get off. Now with them out of the way, the gun went off. The race to find a seat was on.
The conductor finally gave the signal to free the tiger train back into the wild with one more roar. Once again the roar of the engine put fear back into the people remaining on the platform including the well respected conductor.
In the distance a long high speed train was about to past through. The bullet train moved instantly through the station leaving a dirty mucky diesel smell behind. This filled up the station almost as quick as the train pasted through. People began to cough and the train station was now like a hospital.
The once welcomed voice from above was now public enemy number one. She brought the news everyone feared. Train D31 would be delayed by up to 80 minutes. Suddenly the mood changed and the waiting faces dropped and loud ‘nawah’ sound was echoed around the station. People began to move from the once busy platform towards the bus station where hopefully a bus would take them to their destination, which it seemed was miles away from them right now.
Now with many finding other forms of transport, the train station was at rest for another day until rush hour unleashed the tiger once again.
