Zipping past me on my right were lush green fields, sleepy hamlets, rain washed forests with abundant open spaces while on my left, in contrast, was cramped nothingness with frozen unknown faces- each looking lost in their own reverie. Soon it started raining again and water started trickling in. I struggled to shut the rickety window and before I realised there was another unknown hand helping me with it.
A hand soon reached out offering me a few candies which I politely refused but the burqa clad lady insisted and even went to the extent of opening her purse and showing me to assure that she has more. I passed a smile, thanked and took the sticky candy.