What strikes you immediately about this state as you cross through vairangte, the first mizo township, is how lush and thick the forest are. Teak, bamboo, the hill roads are lined with dark green foliage and when the clouds descend to touch the treetops, it makes a pretty picture. It is almost ironical that the laidback town of vairangte, where life seems to yawn lazily, is also the place where you are required to produce the inner line permit to enter the state. The hills here are dotted with timber houses and gardens with orchids, geranium, begonia in full bloom. Spires of quaint churches rise into the smoky air to add to the charming ambience of this small town where it is common to spot young men strumming their guitars on street corners.
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