Yathra

I ran somewhere.

"Travelling allows you to become so many different versions of yourself"

Being a individual whose heights are limited yet to endeavor the happiness of surroundings,

Here I write,

On the motional pictures through the windows of the rail where you can just look out to the pulchritude's of the whole journey which is only captured by the reddish brown ball rolling around the eyes aching for the beauty of the globe,What you see is all that is seen through the heart, Put around the headsets and play your favorites and listen to your mind and the speech of your heart what your eyes witness,

Woah I am aww-struck to exclaim, "The journey of the windows"

There I am where everyone look simple ,don't think so everyone's got the 4g gadget but faces brighter than a 10g, they look at me weird because they think, where am I out of Earth landed here. Surrounded of the essence of greenery and high weathering rock mountains, all these seemed absolutely unique to me today because all I have seen these days where a 100ft high buildings, no stars of the night sky out of pollution, people dissolved in the tornado of technology where no ones gotta time to see around, realizing the vicious world this seemed different,As I respect earth no matter what , their impressions where right I am an alien.

Okay. Now I have landed here and what a world I could watch here was too different ,I need not go long to look for beautiful creatures, instead they had come for me Voila! Its all bliss.

To walk was something that would make me lazy to grab me out of my comfort but what is here is you are grabbed from your comfort. Sunrise here is the real "sunrise" unlike when I was in the city I shall travel to a beach to see the actual "sunrise".

 

   "Behind the vulnerable greenery,

There I have come for the light,

To fill the globe with my blaze,

For you to adore the yellow fused with red or orange,

I don't know ,but you admire me

Because you need me"

Before the dusk, captured into the vast beauty of blue, There where what surrounds me is not beauty or amusement instead between the knots of water and land. Oh God! What If I missed all these If I sat lazy up there. ~You would have missed my gift.

What remains for million year? How can I remember I was here? I can only do is catch it inside a low pixel camera of my gadget.

"Rocks met land to meet water,

Rocks hold water close,

Lands get dissolved ,In their beauty,

Poor Land lost amidst the love."

Happy me happy me oh happy me! What made you happy? The sweetness of the people is it the sweetest or the bitterness of the innocuous surrounding that made you happiest?

What I will preach my juniors is always to explore the world,

Is to look around them and find the result within them,

Not everyone will love traveling but never one shall miss out the gift the lord has left in here.

Your address is not your home, your place of harmony is your real home.

Sadly I could not go for a trekking, I had just to go around and ponder is something actually looks like a jungle am I in. I dont know man I was excited may be this moment took me long to realize the real essence of my surrounding. This place you want to know why I took a picture here, because this stayed unique among the rest like the black out of white like the moon out of the stars because these trees only had stories of branches that yielded dead buried leaves as for the ruminants.

Woods,grasses,branches,leaves,the vernacular architecture.

Nostalgic relics of the past.

For now Bye. And don't ask me where is this amazing place (maybe) because this is just a village near to my city that you people wouldn't have heard more than 0.1 times.

 "Its all just wherever you are, ponder for the best that will make you happy!"