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Normal journey became a trip

Experience of trip is always delightful and memorable because we spend a lot of time with nature during trip much time we live with nature. But imagine if the nature accompanies you in your normal journey! Then that journey itself becomes a delightful and memorable trip.                                          
Once, I experienced such journey.That journey was not at all arranged as a trip nor it was a long journey.I remember that it was 6th June and we all know that generally the climate is extremely hot during that time. That day too, the climate was extremely hot. I had to travel from Thane to Bhusawal. I started my journey from Thane in the afternoon at one o’clock. It was too hot to tolerate and we all were sweating and feeling very tired. Our train started in such climate and as it was arriving at the next station, we were experiencing various shades of nature. After an hour, the clouds started gathering and slowly became thick. Before Manmad station, the clouds became so thick that it seemed as if our train was entering a tunnel of dark black clouds.

When we reached Manmad, the thunder and lightnings started. After some time, heavy rain started, and as it was the first rain after summer,  there  was a very sweet  and charming smell of wet earth. The heavy rain continued with so much lightnings. Normally, we always see the lightning shining in the sky , coming down for some distance and vanishing, but that day, the zigzag lightnings were constantly coming from the sky on both sides of our train and going to the earth. Till that day,I had only heard the word dance of lightning, but that day, we experienced it for real.                                         
Afterward, when our train reached Chalisgaon, the rain stopped completely and there was tender sunlight of saffron colour. Because of rain, the trees were looking fresh green with saffron sunlight on them. Really, what a delightful scene it was! We were really drinking that scene with our eyes and storing it  in our memory.                                                                             



When our train reached Jalgaon, there was sunset and the darkness was growing fast. Yet there were clouds and some lightnings. It seemed as if the nature was covering itself in the blanket of clouds and like naughty babies, the lightnings were peeping through the blanket. At last we reached at Bhusawal, which was the end of my memorable journey.

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