This in the middle of the ghats
The roads lesser taken
And there,
Curled up inside are the mows
The herd of cows
I stop by,
Looking at them walk past
Around them, the sleepy fields
Some marsh
Some rocks
A travellers dream
The feilds and the forest
With their beautiful monotony
Its takes a life time to learn
What people love
What people wish
What designs of life!
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