Way Home

Its 5:15pm and yet another bus ride. I will be home in about 2 hours. Going home from work is about staring out from a blank window, and a lot of reflections about yet another day gone by. Its about reading the same signboards and about traffic jams in the same places. on the Pune Ahmednagar highway one sees wedding processions and deathly accidents, street fights and the crowded friday bazaars. On that day there are also colorful dupattas and shining bangles together with the small delighted faces of children.
The landscape is about political billboards and alternating with green fields and factories. In the distance one can see the expanse of the great deccan plains.
The photos here have been taken from the company bus whilst on the way home.
Now for a quiet nap.