My native place where I hated to go during vacations when I was a kid BECAUSE it was so calm, no tv, no power (before 15 years) where life was filled with fresh air and birds chirping. Which was boring for a city bought up 13 year old. Who felt vacations were so boring.
But now...
With this machine life and "run like mad" schedules chasing me, I am yearning to go to my native place ambalapara eager to see fresh green fields, cool clean air, no pollution and no noise atmosphere with simple fresh natural food and silence.
Longing to be there atleast for a day and to throw away mobiles, laps and tabs. Just live with nature with some cow, hen and goat around. Wah!!!! I miss my ambalapara. I wish I knew that its a treasure way before.
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