- Nishtha Singhal 

                                    (written on a train to Manipal, Karnataka)

 (The Konkan is a coastal strip of Land bounded by the Sahyadri hills on the east, and Arabian Sea on the West.) 

Tunnel after tunnel,

Nature breaks free,

Passengers descend on a window

For the priceless, yet free spectacle.

Uneven patchwork of numerous greens

And a shimmering silver road drawn in between

As enmeshed foliage lovingly sway

We drive into a tunnel – hooray!

Stretches of red and black soil alternate

In the fields, workers appear like cranes bent,

Mountains peeping into rivers

Kiss the reflection of our train.

A coconut in free fall over a stream

Strikes to let out a whirlpool

Various colours colour the viewfinder

And the waterfall calls our attention away.

Far in the mountain peaks

As verticals cleave the horizon

And clouds begin to vibrate

They form into words “Konkan Calling”.