THOSE FIELDS FULL OF CHARM..
WITH WINDS HOT BUT CALM..

THE JOURNEY OF TWO DAYS..
AND THE EXCITEMENT ON MY FACE...

BEING SLEEPLESS OF SOME SORT ,
COUNTING TRAIN'S EVERY STOP.

THOSE YAWNINGS AND FUSS..
LEAVING SEATS, COUNTING BAGS AND PLACING THEM BESIDE THE DOOR AT HATHRAS!

FIRST LOOK OF THE BRIDGE.. MUMMY'S HANDS ON MY EYES.. WHEN THE VENDOR CAME CRYING ...FISH... FISH....

THOSE KACHCHA PAKKA ROADS WHILE HAVING LENGTHY AUTO RIDES...
CONJUSTED SUITCASES WITH
"THE WINDOW SEAT" FIGHTS..

THOSE KURTA-TURBANED MEN DURING HOURS IN STATE BANK..
AND THOSE TREATS I GOT .... RABDI ... TIKKIS OF ALL SORT.

WALKING ON THE MEADOWS.. THOSE HEALTHY MANGO TREES..
SWEET SMELL IN AIR WITH "LOOKING FOR WATER" EYES IN LURKING BREEZE ...

THOSE SMELLY CATTLE SHEDS
AND THE CALF I FED...

LOOKED THROUGH GLASS ...
THE COMING OF THE STATION...
GIANT PILLARS PASSED DECLARING A HOMELY DECLARATION....

THE JINGLE OF BELLS WITH THE NAMAAZ OVERHEAD,
THOSE SHRINKING DUSTY PATHS ,
THE HORSES BESIDE BULLOCK -CARTS...

THE STUFF...