As we crossed the state border, we entered a large town. It was full of people. People with various status. From rich to poor, the roads were crowded with them. Some were working, some were cleaning and some had established their own businesses and were waiting for customers to arrive. But one thing captured my eyes were the houses. Those were made like modern structures. Series of small to large houses decked both sides of the roads. It wasn't like our old traditional houses which were built on wood.
The path was made with stones and they had oil lamp posts. It was also very clean as I noticed people with lower status had been cleaning it. It was a town of prosperity and beauty. They all were working but there weren't any judgemental gazes.
It was a large town and many wooden vehicles
