Akola is a city in Vidarbha region in the state of Maharashtra in central India. It is about 584 km east of state capital Mumbai and 250 km west of second capital Nagpur. Akola is the administrative headquarters of Akola District located in Amravati Division, Akola city is governed by Akola Municipal Corporation.
Today, Akola is a developing city and it is one of the major cities of the vidarbha region. Akola has very good grain market, oil mills, dal (pulses) mills & is known for production of cotton. The IT sector is also growing at a fast pace.
Akola district has an area of about 5,431 square kilometers and population of 1,818,617 (2011 census). Akola is the third largest city in Vidarbha region after Nagpur and Amravati. Marathi is the most popular spoken language, though Hindi, English and Urdu are also used. Akola District is bordered on the north and east by Amravati District, on the south by Washim District, and on the west by Buldhana District.
Akola Lok Sabha constituency (Marathi: अकोला लोक सभा मतदारसंघ) is one of the 48 Lok Sabha (parliamentary) constituencies in Maharashtra state in central India.
Presently, after the implementation of the Presidential notification on delimitation in 2008, Akola Lok Sabha constituency comprises six Vidhan Sabha (legislative assembly) segments. These segments (with their constituency numbers and reservation status) are:
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