THROUGH A TRAIN WINDOW

train-window-I sit at the train window seeing
The world pass by flashing
A panorama of landscapes
People, stations and places

Linked together by continuous
Shining, steel parallel lines
Trees, plants and bushes
Aloe, scrub, thorns and palms,

Green and brown shaded
Undulating hill peaks tinted
Jagged stones, monolith rocks
Whizzing beyond glazed glass

Paddy fields, cash crops
Fruit orchards and firewood copse
Factories, schools, universities, offices
Huts, farms, thatched cottages,

Bungalows, apartments and houses
Of cities, towns and villages
People at work, plowing, tilling
Reluctant beasts poking, prodding

Herds of cattle, squawking poultry
Cherished for their utility
Children, buffaloes in water soaking
Scrubbed and cleaned while swimming

Turbans and tucked-up dhoties
Trousers, shirts, uniforms
Women in traditional clothing
Faces with sari ends covering

Naked, happy infants chuckling
Joyful lads whooping, cartwheeling
Platforms with red coolies
Hawkers crying out wares

The hot smell of food frying
Puris, snacks and water filling
Carts with biscuits, books, cool drinks
Ice cream, coffee and tea selling

Passengers boarding and waving
Happy, tearful farewells exchanging
Passengers welcomed with greetings
Platforms  hazardous for navigating

Piled up luggage and baggages
Parcels, rubble, visitors and postbags
Trains crossing, by-passing
Standing 0n the rails, signal awaiting

Long trains with many coaches snaking
Express, passenger and goods carrying
Petrol, freight, industrial, parcel packing
For a rapacious nation consuming

Schedules punctually kept
Or delayed beyond normal timing
Rushing, screeching, wind-whistling
Journeys that end and begin
Minutes, hours, days commuting
Through a window pane made interestingLandscape

Welcome to the Friday Loose Bloggers Consortium where Anu, Ashok, Conrad, DeliriousGaelikaa,  GrannymarMagpie11Paul, Maria the Silver Fox, Rummuser , Will Knott, Shackman and I write on the same topic. Please do visit the linked blogs to get  different flavours of the same topic.

About padmum

You could call me Dame Quixote! I tilt at windmills. I have an opinion on most matters. What I don't have, my husband Raju has in plenty. Writer and story teller, columnist and contributer of articles, blogs, poems, travelogues and essays to Chennai newspapers, national magazines and websites, I review and edit books for publishers and have specialized as a Culinary Editor and contributed content, edited and collaborated on Cookbooks. My other major interest is acting on Tamil and English stage, Indian cinema and TV. I am a wordsmith, a voracious reader, crossword buff and write about India's heritage, culture and traditions. I am interested in Vedanta nowadays.
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4 Responses to THROUGH A TRAIN WINDOW

  1. rummuser says:

    I am not surprised that you chose this way of escape with all your traveling between Chennai and Bengaluru. I think that it is time you added Pune to your places to go to by train.

  2. Grannymar says:

    I like your poem, all life is there!

  3. tammyjreed says:

    i have just taken a trip on a train through india.
    i am saturated with the sights and smells and sounds.
    this poem rushed through the countryside of my mind just like a train! i read it non stop so that i would have that very feeling.
    it is simply glorious! there is music in it padmini.
    uh oh. may i call you padmini? or you prefer padmum?
    rummy will admit. i am irreverent and incorrigible!

    • padmum says:

      Padmini, Padmum, Mini, Pads–anything will do….what’s in a name? I am enjoying connecting up with you. Thanks for that lovely review. Bless you.

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