Indian Journeys

A gifted writer, poet, artist and traveller sharing tidbits of your journeys.

Being in Nature

When I was in my twenties I took the hippy trail through Asia.    From Australia I took planes, boats, buses and taxis up through south east Asia to India.   In India I travelled mostly in old steam trains.   These days when I catch a train from my country home to the city the three hour journey makes me restless but back then I was happy to sit on crowded trains for days on end.

Images from those journeys are still with me – beautiful Indian women running for shelter from the monsoon rains with their bright pink and orange saris flowing out behind them – a young child sitting cross legged on the neck of a water buffalo as it waded all black and glossy through a shallow river – fleeting glimpses of decorative temples silhouetted by the setting sun.    Once, as the train roared through a small town, I…

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