The train journeys can get longer at times when you have tried all sorts of entertainment, starting from reading a book and using all your gadgets one after the other and the battery reaches the lowest in no time.You sure have tried sleeping when there is a kid yapping endlessly at one side and the other traveler giving an update of where he has reached in every 5 minutes. Mixture of different irritating voices one after the other where you really do not want to figure out what is happening and where is it coming from.
I still think the best seat is the upper berth, as you are doing your own thing and no one is really bothered. You are in your own world. You can’t really enjoy the view outside if you are on a day train. So, I decided to see the stretch of sand dunes for an hour which I would be crossing.
The sight described from my eyes: Seeing the desserts with green grasses and bunch of trees and bushes makes me wonder who owns the land which goes to acres and acres. Some piece of land looks beautiful when the carpeted grass is around and the birds are sitting on the tree, the yellowish tinge of mustard flowers makes it all the more prettier. Both the sides with brown sand and a line of trees stretching long. As I am writing I can hear the sound of the train wheels on rail, the wind being dusty yet fresh. There are small hut houses in the middle of nowhere. Damn, when I thought no one stays here, I just see a young lady carrying her child on one hand and a pot made of clay.
Even in this foggy weather, the mustard plants are shining yellowish and a herd of sheep and cows are grazing at places. The ship of the desert carrying their passengers are a usual sight and I hope that the visit to the golden city is sooner.
