By Irene Butler

Published in BC Travel Writers

“Will you take a look at this?” asked my partner, Rick.

“Wonder if they know the train schedules?” I shaded my eyes to have a look.

“They don’t need a schedule. They have the right of way,” Rick added.

“Well, I’ll be. You’re right.”

The shrill whistle of an incoming train at the Gorakhpur station hardly budged the holy cows that wandered down the middle of an adjacent track. The scrawny bovines eventually veered off at a leisurely pace and allowed the locomotive to pass.

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