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Flourishing of the flowers seems to fashion a talismanic effect on the ambiance and as I run, breath of air creeps out of my orifice. My mind is serene, free from all worries. Enigmatic smell of the wild flowers creates a spell bounding effect and as I gaze at the green meadows downhill, my eyes close in ecstasy.


I run with light feet on a deserted track of Kalabagh hill, the chilly impression of wind cutting through my entire body. I hear the chirping of birds, on the green trees hemmed all over with the dark clouds. Flourishing of the flowers seems to fashion a talismanic effect on the ambiance and as I run, breath of air creeps out of my orifice. My mind is serene, free from all worries. Enigmatic smell of the wild flowers creates a spell bounding effect and as I gaze at the green meadows downhill, my eyes close in ecstasy.

At that juncture, the crack of a dawn makes its way through the clouds contravening the silence, everything seem to move in a mystical fashion. I don’t want to close my eyes at this instant, rather experience the beauty of nature that has fashioned the life, and I just want to be there, witnessing the composure of life as my mind drifts and soul dances in seclusion.

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