Sitting in a train car somewhere between Agra and Banaras in the middle of the night. The dark landscape outside is passing before my eyes to the tones of “Amsterdam” by Coldplay. When I can’t sleep my thoughts always starts to wonder off. Being in this situation like this – unfamiliar, a hurting stomach and far away from home – the things that really matter flashes through my mind. I realize that I am nothing but myself. The material belongings I carry sure are useful and important but when I feel unsecure I do not care much for my new fancy backpack. Instead I am getting closer to my travelling companions and start to think of my family at home. Times likes these can give a glimpse of the beauty of being alive. Times like these can show what you should prioritize in life.
Yesterday we visited the mighty Taj Mahal. It really is an amazing and beautiful building. With that in mind, I can’t stop thinking about that it is nothing more than a building. Don’t get me wrong, I love to admire great creations of both man and God but in comparison there are simpler things I treasure uncountable times more. I hug from my lovely wife for example. To love and be loved. Maybe I can settle with a hug in front of the Taj.
I am looking forward to arrive in Banaras but now I am going to try to get some sleep.
Live well!
Reflections of a grain 
Kul att läsa om resan Per! Vi ser fram emot att följa den hela hösten:) Fina bilder med, får en att vilja resa dit mer än någonsin! Tyvärr ingen trisslott-vinst än:/
Hej Per!
Elise har ordnat så att vi kan följa din blogg.Jätte kul att läsa och se u har det. Hoppas att det lugnar sig med din mage.
Alla de andra “upplevelserna” vi hört att du har i din omgivning är ju bara att acceptera och inte gilla men att så ut med. Vi lever ju i skild världar och så är det bara.
Undrar bara hur det kommer att gå för Elise bara!! Bra att hon är förvarnad och har någon modig man att ty sig till när råttorna kommer!