The Travel Essay

There is a difference in the air. It is fresh, with the faint smell of a burning field. The harvest is just over and there are fields, brown in places, burnt black in others. In amongst the brown there are fields of green speckled with little yellow flowers. Then there are the spinach, potato, cauliflower and cane fields, as far as the eye can see. There is a lush fertility to this land. This, is the Punjab.

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