The beauty of life is being left behind in the race of life. The fast forward life has vanished all the joy of life.

This realization happened in the last 2-4 days, when after being locked in the house for 10 months, in the newly adopted schedule, I had to leave the house everyday.

And I don't know what I decided to walk two and a half kilo meters in return

I come with satisfaction by looking around everyone, everything.

When the destination is home, then there is peace in the heart too.

The advantage of walking is that you can see that view up to 10-20 steps, the view on which you either don't see it while going by car or in the blink of an eye that view goes out

Two days ago, two children of a family living on the roadside were seen... Ages somewhat 3 to 5 years

Both sitting on the gravel pile...

Younger sister putting nail paint on big brother's toe nails... nail paint on his hands that his brother was stretching his hands to dry and blowing in the middle

A few steps ago my walk slowed down and crossed the view as my world was moving in slow motion... I turned, stabbed, until the next few steps...

After going a few steps forward, I felt like going back and taking a picture of both of them... turned too... but the way they both were lost in their work, I just took a smile seeing the innocence of both of them Came back. I did not want to spoil this moment and decided that I have to keep this picture in my heart not in my phone...

The next day... spotted some elderly men on the roadside just before my house

Something was made from brick on the ground and some were playing with small stones... maybe some desi form of ludo

This was so beautiful

White dhoti kurtas, white hair, white beard kids...

Yep playing just like kids all focus on the game old kids playing so busy

The next day of her... M. ED. Found a classmate who was not seen for the last 9 years... If he had not walked, he would not have been noticed... because 10 steps were needed to identify the masked

First two days tired... but not now...

Now some beauty can be seen in the potholes of the road.