A line The alphabet The sound and from then on, Bridges of thought Ideas. A journey travelled A world traversed A by-lane with a hanging lantern Colour, light! The smoke from a tea stall A waft of aroma a slight nudge- a cow grazes past with a single tinkle A stream of water, picking up plastic bags, cigarette butts, dried leaves, grains of rice, It flows down to the main street. Where have I come? Where is the distance?