Take A Break.

Take a break,

Be happy and see the light out there.

Take a break

And roast the peanuts,

For love is life

And even though it is infinitesimal,

It is everything.



A Semi-Cold Morning.

A nearly semi-cold morning.

A semi- cold morning,

Is a sight unseen in the recent times.

Neither the sun ๐ŸŒž is out,

Nor is the weather chilling.

Yet, the cold winds are playing,

A game ๐ŸŽฎ of chess with us,

The precious and vulnerable humans.

The best feeling which comes is,

Is to stay back at home,

Have a nice cuppa of tea,

With hot pakodas.

Watch some television.

And then sleep,

Under a warm cozy blanket.

Now how is that folks?๐Ÿ˜ช๐Ÿ˜›๐Ÿ˜‡๐Ÿ˜.


A Village Railway Station.

Villages for many decades have been lagging behind in development and infrastructure. The difference between any city or town railway station and a village railway station is visible clearly.

Thatโ€™s what makes such a railway station much more attractive.

I have seen few such railway stations and believe me they are as astonishing as anything.

Tea is sold in small earthen โ€œkhurisโ€. Khuris are small earthen tea holder cups.

You will often find people singing songs over there. The air is extremely fresh and the vendors at such railway stations sell day to day items at much cheaper and lower prices.

The trains which stop at such stations are unique too. Some of them are local trains and some are super fast trains.

The whole concept of it is hugely and vastly different.

Few stations which are located at remote places, donโ€™t even have platforms, People climb the lower stairs of a train to get onto it.  I have seen such a train and till the train left, I kept staring at it.

In a village railway station a tea seller would always be shouting-โ€œTea, tea, hot, hot tea.โ€ They often ask people to buy tea from them. Many village people, use local trains to go their place of work and toil very hard for a day.

The station master holds a great post. He is a babu and he helps people in many ways.

Sometimes, when long distance train comes and stops, the children of the villagers come they observe the train. They even get on the train, to know about it. Then it becomes the station masterโ€™s duty to deboard them and to take care that no one travels in it.

The life of a villager is much unique, different and sometimes difficult, but the charm of a village railway station is something which needs to be experienced, to feel it in your veins, to know what travelling in a local train from a village railway station means.



The Winter Has Passed.

The winter has passed.

They were all golden.

They were winter days.

In our country,

In this part,

We don’t get snowfalls.

But the cold winds from the Himalayan range,

Blew and made the perfect coldness.

The level of energy is also different.

Wherein a little wollen or other warm clothes,

You will feel you can do so many work.

Clothes are of different nature- mufflers, coat , pullover,socks and shoes.

It’s a time of spending holidays.

The soldiers spent their nights in their duty around the fire.

Hot soup and hot milkshake are favourite of all.

Any train journey is of so much interest,

The warm morning blankets,

Though you have to leave and get up.

You put yourself in a cardigan.

And had your warm cup of tea and coffee.

Looking at the outside from your window,

You will cherish the sun rays.

Do not feel horrible, if you walk at anytime under the sun.

Winter is the end of the year.

Rest of the year is laid ahead with summer,rainy season, autumn.

Rest is over and now work till the winter starts again.

I love you winter and your specialities.