Ever wonder about the microbial world? The purpose of existence inherent in replication and usefulness of life in the perpetuation of kind. Life eats life; such a travesty and such truth in the simple making of yogurt or curds out of milk.

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Million held in a spoon journeying their way to milk / as a train drunk on it’s own resilience / dusts the alluvium of the North / to reach the sandy shores, South.

Millions within and outside / splayed on the montage of a moving nation / conscious of splashing milk / faithful in their passage to immortality.

Microbes nourishing / on the sugars of the land / seeking banter, rush, vicissitudes / of a shaky steel compartment / as the train ages the air, the calendar and time / by simply snaking south.

The woman who planned this coup d’etat on milk and the miraculous / in a stationed finality / reveals the splitting fortitude of bacilli / for in that container / lies milk turned curds / in the manner of faith.

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A friend of mine actually accomplished this marvelous feat of making yogurt on a moving train as she journeyed South to Kerala from upstate Uttar Pradesh.