A City that refuses to give away its light, its spirituality and chaos.
After a long tribulent journey from Kolkata, I finally reach Amritsar after two days of a tidious railway journey.
From the moment our train entered the land of Punjab light never seemed to leave us even at 7.30 in the evening, more than astonished I was, it gave me a sense of a beacon which refuses to torch out inspite of years of bloodshed, revolutions, trechery which this land has seen over the past century.
It was dark by the time I reached Amritsar, although for a city it was not quiet too dark. The street activities seems to have ceased by then as if there was some kind of curfew has broken out.
Tired from the journey I decided for further to lay rest for the next day.