I was well acquainted with the road as I had spent my whole early days playing with the mud and dust of it. I just saw a beautiful smile on his face and rushed towards home. So I introduced myself again after my early education in my village school. I just showed my respect to him and I was less recognised to him because his grand child has become young with well grown beard on face. Met one of my elder who had been much older with grey hairs and a stick with a hand was walking along the road whose strong and& tall body had been converted into week and bent. Where are those? Where have those hidden & playing hide & seek with me? Just got astonished with the truth when I came to know that those have been cut into pieces to make roads little wider and for proper drainage system.Īlas! Went ahead. And worst muddy drains closed to it where we used to sail paper boats and catch fishes with fish sticks in the fall during childhood days. There were lot of trees on both the sides of my village. I entered into after a hearty gratitude honour which was well visible on my forehead. As I stepped down the bus, my eyes got little wet. And so thankful for their hidden offering stuffs for me.Īs the bus entered into the neighbouring village next to mine, my heart was so eager about when it would reach at my village bus stop.įinally the waiting got to an end and finally the bus reached at one end of my land. It seemed like they were welcoming me again. And the sweet cool wind was blowing in such a way that touching to my inner soul. The beautiful long green trees there moving backwards and making my eyes so pleasant. So excited to be there and to meet my childhood friends.Īs the bus was moving ahead I was more comfortable with my sit because the scenes outside the window was thrilling. It was the bus from the nearest city to my home land and it was the last bus in that evening too. Though it was fully packed and rushed, I was able get a seat at a window side. You will able to feel the difference as I noticed recently.Ī couple of days ago I was on the way to my land by a bus. One thing must care about how it was then when you had a visit there last time and how it is right now. Just go to your sweet and native village, you will feel great for sure.
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