As I Traverse

As I Traverse:

Green green green…is all I can see

As I slice through the face of diversity

Crossing over from the south to north

Of a country enigmatic to say the least

Tall white birds fly low over lush grass

That twinkles delightfully in the sunlight

As shimmering rivulets and lakes gush

Below pretty bridges on which tracks run

Clusters of multi-coloured graves with crucifixes

Are embedded on earth amidst palm groves

As tall the bright deity engraved temples stand

Their colourful idols carved large on pink walls

Amidst stretches of endless brown fields

Haystacks stand like clusters of village huts

On tall trees strewn amongst them white birds fly

As sunburnt men and women bend over their work

My eyes glued to the sight from my berth

Music playing into my ears from an ipod…

I concede to culture so diverse south to north of India

Just as the landscape slowly but distinctly changes hue

PS – I’m writing this, sitting on my lower side-berth on the Rajdhani Express, from Chennai to Delhi. Wanted to undertake this journey alone for a long time now and it’s been worth it – truly amazing, watching the change of topography and culture.