My childhood came rushing back to me as I cycled today like a youthful boy under the canopy of trees, passing through lush green fields. How refreshing and invigorating nature is! I saw the pulsating crops en route my countryside cycling route, which I normally follow.
It gives me a chance to interact with farmers whom I tremendously respect as food givers. It also reminds me of my childhood days when I often slept on our farm, looking at the twinkling stars and the moon, with water flowing in a nearby stream. As I was taken back to these nostalgic days, I kept on enjoying the cycling, waving to people working in the fields. Oh, I had reached village Boh, close to the Defence Colony where we reside.
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