The train sped through the green fields
my cheeks wet with tears
for I was going away to a place they called a home away from home.

As we were winding through the roadways of Kurseong
and into the beautiful queen of hills
my eyes witnessed the sun setting in the horizon splaying colours of orange and red
and I knew for sure this the abode of the Gods themselves.

Years passed like a whirlwind
leaving me awestruck with the beauty of Darjeeling
For there was no other place I had known
such as the magnificent home away from home.

For now my days of beauty were to come to an end
so painfully I was to bid goodbye to the irreplaceable memories
alas my eleven years and a day had come to its conclusion
leaving me only to recall such beauty in my distant memory.