With the sound of the approaching train getting louder, Meena, armed with his signal torch, swings into action. As the train crosses the station at more than 100 km/hour, Meena flashes the green signal from his torch and gets philosophical.
“It is rare that I have to show the red signal. I did that last night and hope that I don’t have to do it often,” he says.
The train whizzes past Diwana leaving a cloud of dust. The six men, rarely together at the platform, get back to the control room. “Abhi duty khatam hone mein saat ghante aur hain,” Pal tells his mates.
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