My friend and I went wandering around the Srinagar Railway Station. On either sides of the railway tracks were orchards of lush green apples, plums and other cold climate fruits. We saw bunch of kids come shake the trees and collect the ripe fall. Eat a few, throw a few at each other and take the rest home. Fruits for all. These fruits, small, but so sweet, with no genetic modifications, feel straight from heaven.
Somewhere, High Seas = Srinagar in Kashmir in India
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