The smog above the city was so dense in the morning that it was impossible to read a traffic sign from any distance of more than 100m!
In front of me sat a young mother with her baby daughter. Everytime the baby pissed herself, the mother changed nappies and put the wet ones to dry on the iron rail outside the bus (I don't know what the rail is for, but I assume it is supposed to hold the vehicle together). Well, I'm sure this makes nice, dry, and dusty little nappies!
About 2 hours before we arrived in Aurangabad, the scenery became quite pleasant with hills and fields of sunflowers, corn, barley and cotton. Women were harvesting in the cotton fields and I could see huge mountains of cotton on the way.