How I love the scent of steam from the engine of a coal-fired train. The clickety clack of the train's wheels have always been a part of my psyche and fired the journeys of my life, both real and imaginary.
A long, long time ago my only ambition was to be a train driver! I mentioned this to my Abah and he just nodded and said "wait and see".
At 66 I still haven't got over my craze and love for trains and - later when I could afford it - for train journeys. My one big dream is to travel the train across the Rockies or the fabulous train across Peru.
|The last time I departed from Tanjong Pagar|
Tomorrow we will take this train trip from Kuala Lumpur to Singapore. We shall arrive at and depart ( on Wednesday) from Tanjong Pagar for the last time.
Kretapi Tanah Melayu and Kerajaan Malaysia - I hope you know what you have done. I hope future generations will not regret what you have terminated.
It's such a shame.