On a sunny morning, I boarded the passenger train from Pune to Miraj, a journey that promised to be both leisurely and scenic. The diesel engine roared to life, pulling a modest line of passenger coaches. As we chugged out of Pune Junction, the hustle and bustle of the city slowly faded away, replaced by the open countryside.
The rhythmic churning of the diesel engine had a soothing quality as the train moved steadily along the tracks, winding through the lush green fields and occasional small towns that dotted the landscape. The...
more... open windows let in a pleasant breeze, carrying with it the earthy scent of the early morning.
Passing through stations like Satara and Sangli, the train stopped at every small station along the way, allowing passengers to hop on and off. The charm of a slow-moving train journey meant ample time to gaze out at the changing scenery. Hills appeared in the distance, and sugarcane fields stretched endlessly, a testament to the region’s agricultural richness.
Vendors moved through the aisles, selling chai, vada pav, and roasted peanuts. The lively chatter of fellow passengers added to the vibrant atmosphere inside the train, while outside, the world seemed to move at a slower pace. The train crossed rivers and bridges, sometimes curving through gentle slopes as the terrain subtly changed.
As the sun dipped lower in the sky, casting a warm, golden hue over the fields, the train finally pulled into Miraj Junction. The familiar whistle of the diesel engine echoed one last time, signaling the end of a peaceful and nostalgic journey through the heart of Maharashtra’s countryside.
please wait...Translate to EnglishOn a sunny morning, I hopped on a train from Pune to Miraj, a chill ride that was gonna be pretty nice to look at. The diesel engine fired up, pulling a few passenger cars. As we rolled out of Pune Junction, the city noise faded, and it was all countryside vibes.
The engine’s chugging was kinda soothing as we cruised along, going through green fields and little towns here and there. The open windows let in a nice breeze, bringing that fresh morning smell.
We stopped at places like Satara and Sangli, letting folks get on and off. The vibe of a slow train ride meant I had loads of time to check out the changing views. Hills popped up in the distance, and sugarcane fields went on forever, showing off the area’s farming life.
Vendors strolled through selling chai, vada pav, and roasted peanuts. Everyone was chatting, making the train feel alive, while outside, everything was moving at a chill pace. The train crossed rivers and bridges, sometimes twisting through gentle hills as the land changed a bit.
As the sun lowered, painting the fields gold, we finally rolled into Miraj Junction. The diesel engine whistled one last time, marking the end of a super relaxing trip through the heart of Maharashtra’s countryside.