still want to ask why i miss my place?
Uttaranchal - a world beyond words ... the more i think, more complex it becomes to write...
yes i miss it.. the place is destined to be missed...
cool breeze that takes along all the worries and fills you with freshness and spirit... the pleasant singing birds that sing the 'earth song' far better than Michael Jackson... the dense pine forests where trees talk and you listen... the cool oak forests where water is much sweeter than the sweetest... the white snowy mountains which shine brighter than the diamond under sun... the lush green hills where nature herself wonders her creation ...the innocent cute kids who speak something in pahari that they only understand ...the herds of cattles which walk as if they own the world... the step farms that look as if nature has paved a way for her to the top... the careless life, away from tensions and fears of the fast running world... yes i'm talking about a place that does exist on this earth... a place that would be anyone's dream... the place i belong to... the place i miss...
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