First, my apology for the poor quality of photographs. These have been taken in a Nokia mobile. Since one gets attached to the memory of the places, I thought of posting them.
I found the cemetery in Kanchanabury very unusual- it was not only well maintained, it also had exquisite colours. On feels like staying a bit longer in this place with with the verdant grass and bell-shaped flowers.
How many people had died here? Do some of the relatives come here in remembrance? At that moment I felt- Let no one die away from home and let every one who has gone away from home come back in the evening.