Rural landscape despite being marred by new sociological aberrations allow one to be in company of serenity and simplicity. That’s one of the reasons which make me embrace rural world in all its totality. Have a look at these beautiful images which bear testimony to the fact that nature’s beauty alone has the capacity to provide you real bliss. This photo feature is in two parts. The first one deals with summer life whereas the part two unfolds life during winters. Interestingly, the winter scenes belong to my previous trip to my village few months back.
River Yamunaji in Allahabad
Hilly Terrain In Lalganj, Mirzapur, Uttar Pradesh.
My spirit wanders at such places!
Life at its best….
Scenes outside the train’s window as train makes me reach my station Pahara🙂
India belongs to farmers!
Pahara Station That Leads To My Village Kanaura🙂
Overview Of Pahara Station From Atop A Railway Bridge😛
That’s Busy Delhi- Howrah Route….
Outside Pahara Station…
Glimpse Of Vindhyanchal Hills !!
The Only Railway Bridge Which Connects All The Four Platforms At Pahara Station!
On The Way To My Village…
Morning Hours In My Village….
Neemkaudis of my Neem tree😛😛😛
My Neem Tree Planted By The Ancestors…
Small Shiva Temple At My Old Village Home!!
Under The Shade Of My Neem Tree….
Why The Calf Is Not Coming With Me😛😛😛
The Home Which Witnessed My Ancestors……
The Calf In My Arms Which Refused To Go Away With Kids ha..ha .ha
The Same Calf In Sleeping Mode…
With The Sweet Cows….
Rice Cultivation Is In Process On My Fields….
Monitoring Rice Cultivation…
Vast Agricultural Fields…
Village Children Aiming At Green Mangoes🙂
Another Child Playing With His Indigenous Toy😛😛
Traces of Greenery In Scorching Summer Heat…
Proof That Metal Road Exists In My Village😛
Imagine A Cricket Pitch Right In The Middle Of This Vast Land🙂 In fact, we played cricket on one such pitch even as the sun came to breathe fire!!
Imagine the silence which hits such places….
These are the places which constitute the essence of my childhood….
Fields near the banks of Ganges….
Canals are important means of irrigation. However, in Uttar Prdesh Canals have become defunct…
My best village friend reading consciously my latest write-up…Glad that she showed a deep interest in it😛😛😛
My Best Village Friend Possess Artistic Temperament…This self-made hand fan is standard evidence of her artistic bent of mind….
A Village Kukkur …I mean A DOGGIE😛😛😛
The Real Village Of Yesteryear …..
A Chameleon That I Noticed Many Times ….It appears to be great Shiva Devotee😛😛😛
Former Gram Pradhan Of My Village…
And That’s The Scene Which Makes Me Madly In Love With My Village….Ganges, The Mother Of Universe, Flows In My Village With All Its Beauty And Grandeur…..
Ganges: The Lifeline Of Bharata….
Banks Of Ganges Are Confluence Of Peace, Bliss And Divinity🙂🙂🙂
That’s why I Miss My Village So Much…
Jai Ganga Maiyya Ki…..
I do not need heaven after seeing such scenes…
A Right Place To Enter In Meditation…
Evening Prevails Upon The Banks…
Ganges In Evening Hours….
Hope Mother Ganges Always Takes Care Of Me Amid Maya Of The Lord….
Captured two naughtiest boys😛 They are also part of our Village cricket team😛😛😛
Myself At My Ancestral Home….A Place That Keeps Me Connected To My Childhood…Hope This Place Never Loses Its Majestic Aura!!!
Evening Prevails….Mornings and Evenings Hold A Special Meaning In Rural World…Their Beauty Is Unmatched…
Time To Catch Train To Allahabad!
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