A Slice of Madhya Pradesh

We are passing by some of the most beautiful countryside in madhya pradesh. the last hour or so has imprinted so many images of such verdant clarity that our minds and hearts are invigorated.

My mac is crooning melodious songs as we enjoy the riches of nature flashing by. The continuous movement of the locomotive is having a lulling effect on our overworked bodies.


(Pic by Radhakrishna, one of our co-passengers)

Bujju is persuading a very reluctant Arushee to have her hair combed. The other passengers were sitting back and enjoying the crystal clear songs of Sawariyan. To add to the wonderful ambience, the pantry boy has just brought us our breakfast-bread & omlette. Life is good.

We just hit Nagpur. And most of our friends got down and suddenly there is more space. Bujju is now sitting on the other side, leafing through Filmfare; Arushee has a whole seat to herself. And all of us are now listening to the poignant 'ma' from taare zameen par. We bid farewell to Nagpur. Ever filthy. Ever indian. Ever so lovely.

The sun is now shining bright making the green even more brilliant. There are puffs of clouds present now. It is quite enchanting. I'm trigger happy with the camera right now as the train chugs away.

This quaint town is called Sevagram. I can see a school playground and beyond the red tiled roofs of the school blocks. Somehow, I have this feeling that people here are very happy. There is an order here that suggests contentment.