The 26th January of this year brought the proudest moment of my life. On this day the President of India presented me with the award for outstanding bravery. I participated in the national parade with other boys and girls. Later on we went to meet the P. M. who talked to us in a very friendly manner and encouraged us for always being up and doing. All this happened because I had saved the life of hundreds of people a few months back.
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It was the October of the previous year. I was on a visit to my uncle who is a Station Master of a small railway station on Allahabad-Jabalpur-Bombay line, about fifty kilo-meters from Jabalpur. It was a rather lonely spot. The area was rocky and full of thick growth of trees. The railway track took turnings at many places. It was my practice to take long walks along the railway track in the afternoons. I enjoyed the sense of lone lines in the natural surroundings. One afternoon I was walking along the track, enjoying the scenery and atmosphere. I had gone for about six kilometers.
There was a bend of the railway line. When I reached the bend I suddenly saw that the rails were not in their place. The fish-plates had been removed and rails disturbed. There, was no one in sight for miles. If a train came, there would be a big accident. Lives would be lost. I looked at my watch. The Howrah-Bombay Mail was due to pass in about fifteen minutes. It would come thundering at 120 kms. Per hour and the driver won’t be able to see the danger until it was too late. It would be disaster! What could I do? The driver had to be warned.
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I started running in the direction from which the train would arrive. I ran for about ten minutes. I was breathless and soaked in perspiration. Then it struck me that the driver might not stop the train at my signal. He had to be shown something red to make him realize the gravity. I was putting on a white shirt. I tore if off. I then slashed ‘my arm with my pocket- knife and dyed it red in blood. Then I again started running. Suddenly I heard the sound of the coming train. Then I saw it coming in the distance. I ran between the tracks waving the red shirt and shouting. My arm was bleeding profusely. I felt faint but I gritted my teeth and kept on running.Also Read: The Life Of An Indian Farmer Autobiography Of A Newspaper Of Freedom Struggle Advertisement – The Backbone Of All Businesses
At last the driver saw me. He blew the whistle to warn me. I still went forward. The driver then slowed the train and blew the whistle again for me to get off the track. I still went ahead. The train was now very near. I continued, fearing that if I got off from the track the driver might not stop the train. When the engine of the slowing train was very near, I suddenly felt giddy and fell down unconscious on the, track. The driver was able to stop the train in time. People got down. I was brought to consciousness. When I could speak, I told them of the danger. They were all very much impressed by my brave deed. I was made a hero. I had saved a lot of lives. This was the Essay on Proudest moment of my life