Good morning, Haryana!



Standing in my balcony that faces the most breathtaking sight, I dissolve into the warm yellow of the rising sun.

 I never thought I would come to love this place. Ten days on, and I feel a sense of belonging here. Not knowing the language was my only concern when I shifted to Haryana. With time, even that feeling has faded and I'm grateful for the good support that I have all around me.

I met a lot of people in the last few days and I'm lucky to have a friendly bunch of classmates and good teachers. I can wade away all my apprehension and take things easy. I have already seen and learn so many new things!

 The rural, rustic landscape , the  unpolluted air and the sweetest mangoes!!! I secretly envy all those kids who grew up relishing such sweet mangoes!
Camels troding the  road are a frequent sight, while vehicles are not! I don't hear honking and shrieking. It's just the chirping and the chirping.

As day light breaks early in Northern India as compared to the South, I don't feel the tedium of getting up 'early'in the morning( I do not wish to reveal the 'earliness' of my 'early' in this context). Thanks to the big wide windows in my room, I always open my eyes to a bright and tempting morning that fills me with enough energy to last the whole day.

I thank myself and all those who encouraged me to come this far. If I hadn't, I would have missed out on a whole lot of things! Like the infinite babool trees and the ghevar!


This is what my Haryana friend had brought me from home. These are different kinds of sweets, and the yummiest is the ghevar- the yellow cake with the porous texture. It just melted into my mouth and I loved it! The sugar coated sweet is something very similar to what we call the diamond cuts back home. The brown sweet tasted a bit like Kerala's own 'unniyappams'. 


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