A train journey and something to eat

I'm on my way to Kashipur, my grandparent's place. It's a place where I've spent 6 years of my life. With a bag full of clothes, another full of chappals and a jhola full of food to eat, I boarded my train.

I've always been fond of train journeys, particularly during the day. They're a chance to rewind, introspect, think, listen, watch and most of all, pause. Life is too fast. It doesn't give you a chance to stop, turn around and look at the footsteps that led you to where you are. But if you want one, then trust me and board a train.

When I look out of the window, I'm reminded of the spectacular beauty our world still holds. Although the beauty passes by in the wink of an eye, it's registered effect lasts for a long time.

A soft breeze is blowing outside. It makes me want to run outside and experience the wind too. Countless number of fields have passed. I saw a few kids playing on one of them a while ago. Wonder whether they cherish the freedom they were enjoying. The mindless flight that knew no boundaries.

The atmosphere seems so calm. For a change, I see more nature than humanity around me. Vast stretches of fields and not one human in sight. It's like looking at a painting without a single blotch.

 Something like this and music. It's a beautiful combination. I can somehow associate the mood of every song with the weather. It's so many things, all at once - serene, calm yet melancholic. Fun, upbeat yet soft.

I think I should sign off now. My rambling would never cease. So ultimately, wanna treat yourself? Catch a train. Don't forget music.

And food.