Saroj, a seventeen year-old-girl, was going to Kolkata to appear in an entrance–exam. She boarded a train and occupied her seat. She was nervous as she was going all alone to Kolkata for the first time. Her uncle lived there and had promised to meet her at the station. The train left the station at the right time. She waved goodbye to her parents and looked around in her compartment. There were not many passengers that day. She started looking out of the window. Everyone settled after some time. The train gathered speed and suddenly a group of youngsters pushed in. They were six in number. All of them seemed to be ruffians and they looked threatening. There was a sudden silence in the compartment. The passengers were sensing hostility in the youngsters who were looking at all corners of the compartment, perhaps having a look at the passengers. Everyone was scared. The look on the faces of these youngsters made the passengers scared. They were alarmed and were expecting something bad to happen. Then all of them scattered in the whole compartment and took their seats. They were talking loudly to each other. Soon the next station arrived. The train stopped there for two minutes and then started moving at a slow speed. Suddenly someone screamed. The youngsters rushed towards the gate and enquired what had happened. A lady was crying bitterly. She told them that her four-year-daughter had been left behind at the station. One of them pulled the chain while the other jumped down. It was risky but he didn’t care. He fell down but got up and ran at full speed. Meanwhile the train had stopped. After five minutes, people could see that young man coming towards the compartment holding a little girl‘* finger. He handed the girl to her mother and the train moved again. The woman was grateful to the young man. She had no words to thank him. And people sitting in the compartment were feeling remorseful for thinking bad about those men. The train picked up speed and everyone was normal again.
