Be a train Or Catch a train!

They stop at various stations, letting people to come and go
They stop at various stations, letting people to come and go.

Trains are one of the amazing things in the world. They transport hundreds of people, not just like a few in a car or two on a bicycle. Beyond that, trains carry more than just people; they carry memories, transforming strangers into friends and creating unique experiences. They create moments for us to dive into our thoughts, surrounded by perfect scenes like sunsets over the waving sea and a gentle, cold breeze comes through the peaceful green plantations. They stop at various stations, letting people to come and go, carrying with them the memories and experiences they've made on the train. Yet, trains continue rolling towards their destinations. People love train rides, they miss their rides when they reminisce about the journey, even long after they have left it. Because, the train made their journey perfect and unforgettable, until they reached their destination.

What do you believe is the most heartfelt thing a man or woman can hear in their lifetime? Among so many suggestions, I would like to highlight these.

"He was so good!"

"She was so good!"

If someone hears these words in their life, there is an amazing soul with a good and kind heart.

That amazing people like trains, they always help others, just as trains carry people. Not only for a few circles but also for close friends, strangers, or whoever needs help. Whoever needs short airtime to release their life radio. They are committed to helping! And they speak soft, gentle things like rose petals and are willing to listen to the your life radio. hey create memories with their words and through their kind glances. They bring comfortable moments to our life, much like trains make our journeys comfortable.

And finally, one day we'll miss them dearly because they don't remain in one place. They are always on the move, making the world a more beautiful place. When we face difficult or happy moments, we suddenly miss those amazing souls with good hearts. Then we will have a little talk about them, recalling the unforgettable moments they brought, and will pause the conversation, expressing our gratitude for what that amazing soul has done for us.

So, we have two options! 

Be an amazing soul, the greatest and most difficult thing in the world. But anyone can do it. Yes, anyone!

OR

Find someone with an amazing soul. Be with them, run with them, resonate with them, and you will become one of the luckiest people in the world.

 Be a train Or Catch a train!

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