This is exactly how my grandpa’s field back in India looks.. Though he’s no more and passed on the lands he owned to his children it has always been this way from the time I remember. Lush greenery as far as the eye could see. Sometimes I picturise my grandpa as a king and all this greenery as his beautiful kingdom.My first visit to India was when I was around 3 or 4 years old. The first time I saw and visited my dad’s and mom’s places though they were 14 miles from one another. My dad’s place awed me, with its greenery and animals. All of my dad’s siblings residing in this area seemed to have lots of animals in their house. A kingdom with only my dad’s family residing at distances from each other. My friends in this place were my cousins. On my very first day in this green place my 2 cousins sisters who were just a year or two elder to me took me out to the fields. When I saw the walkway in this field I was horrified. I was almost sure that I could never go wherever they were going without falling down.
It was as bad as shown in this pic above. Cousin sis number 1 runs through the field laughing and enjoying. Cousin sis number 2 follows close behind. They seem 2 have gotten very far when they turn & wave at me to join them. Well, I think.. If they can do it, so can I! I could have tried walkin there at first, but no I ran! I ran and before I knew I’d run, I was already kissing the wet sand of the paddy field.
The place where I’d fallen wasnt as beautiful as the above pic shows. I could sense tiny tadpoles wiggling past me and froggies nearby.. My entire body itched. Mosquitoes stung my tender skin. My beautiful new frock was in a mess just the way u see in those detergent ads. I think I cried then coz I heard some1 pullin me out askin why I had to run there when I hadnt even learnt to walk in the paddy field.I learnt that day that before you wanna run, u gotta know how to walk!
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