A Resting Place.

Here I see the traveller's bungalaw The building exclusively for the travellers Where their journey is temporarily halted Where there arrangements for eat, drink, and rest The day long journey they finished The traveller finds a relaxed mood Here no one bothers to speak or disturb. The identity kept as their own only in visitors book The watchman looks on the valuables, safely In the night he hears the fearful noise of jackals Nearby forest, or flattened rocky land The bunglaw have different stories to tell The visitors history, character, exact mood changes Just like a little world of experience The travellers bungalaw in a hilly spot Where they can look in distance, the river The dangerous valleys, shrubs, and rocks Anyway a new experience to a visitor to enjoy; .