Memory lane

There are times in life..when you love everything around but you just don't wish to capture anything on camera..rather indulge yourself in the beauty and the bliss of everything around so much that nothing else really matters... 

Back home with a zillion mixed emotions of 33 acres left just 1.5 .. the tubewell that doesn't work anymore.. the stream that is dry.. the beautiful farms turned into a stretch of concrete blocks.. There are no more peacocks..yet there are traces... of the 'Pagdandi' and mango tree .. and the white stoned 'madi' is still there.. and there we light up a diya.. in the memory of respectable soul 5 generations back.. seeking the blessings.. a zillion memories of childhood.. and a million things that touch the soul.. yet only one reason remains to travel 300 kms again and again...

P.s. And something just don't let you close your eyes..not even for a lil while ..maybe a memory.. maybe something that you've been missing for a while..maybe..just maybe..something undefined..

P.p.s. It might not make any sense at all.. and that is one reason I still am unsure of words.. of the experiences that words can't describe... And I end up feeling that I do injustice to my experiences because of my own inefficiency..

But I am on my way  :)