First of the Many - II!

[Copied from my Facebook notes, sort of a travelogue]

Read First Part

My train starts climbing. I see below a rivulet flowing through grey stones, green grass not very far from it. The rolling green fields, you may only read about these in a travel magazine article about Switzerland or Scotland, are also visible. Very far away, I can make out different layers of hill ranges covered with clouds, farther the range lighter the shade of grey it projects! My view is obstructed as the train enters a tunnel, the first of the many yet to come! As it exits the tunnel, I see that the same rivulet has emerged into a strongly flowing body of water. Where in the heaven am I, I wonder!

The train just entered Chichonda station after passing through yet another tunnel. It has started raining. All things green turn into awesome. The road less traveled looks all the more enticing! A small stone wall runs along the boundary of a farm, ending at a well. I cross a railway gate, a lone, red Tata Ace stands shining in the rain. The rising and falling contour of the green land adds to its beauty. 

I decide not to write another word, just gaze at the wonderful scene, just be there and feel and do nothing else! The train whizzes past Barsali station as I continue to watch out of the compartment gate in hope of catching yet another breathtaking view! And to put it mildly, I was not disappointed!