In the heart of the Terai, where the land meets the sky in an unbroken horizon of green, lies a sanctuary of peace and serenity. Here, amidst the sprawling fields and verdant forests, Terai farmers have crafted their own haven of tranquility: the machan.
Picture this: a rustic platform nestled high above the ground, woven from sturdy branches and surrounded by the lush foliage of the Terai. It’s here that farmers find respite from the toil of the day, where they retreat to sleep under the open sky, cradled by the gentle embrace of nature.stic platform nestled high above the ground, woven from sturdy branches and surrounded by the lush foliage of the Terai. It’s here that farmers find respite from the toil of the day, where they retreat to sleep under the open sky, cradled by the gentle embrace of nature.
In the quiet of the evening, as the sun dips below the horizon and paints the sky in hues of gold and crimson, the farmers ascend to their machans. With the day’s work behind them, they climb to their elevated perch, leaving behind the hustle and bustle of the world below.As they settle in for the night, there’s no cacophony of urban life to disturb their rest, no blaring horns or buzzing phones. Instead, there’s only the soft murmur of the breeze through the leaves, the gentle rustle of branches, and the occasional chirping of birds bidding goodnight.
In this tranquil haven, enveloped by the symphony of nature, the farmers find solace. Here, amidst the green expanse stretching as far as the eye can see, they surrender to the embrace of sleep, cradled by the earth and sky.