Aboard the Dhauli Express-12th Jan 2012
On board the express named “Dhauli” For a sojourn by the Bengal Bay. I flew past stretches of green. And mud houses populated with life-unseen. The birds are up, early at dawn. And playfully race the train-in motion. Gliding swiftly along, in the train’s direction, Suddenly diverging, in a sweep of a wide arc. The mellow winter sun looked like a ball of fire, Fleeting through the foliage—sometimes far and at times near! Through the misty net, shone the sun’s rays, Warming my face with the softness of a baby’s caress! Then there was peace, spreading through me like sweet song. Lulling me into sleep as the train sped along!