A city to I belong, to me a village is a different song, One winter's day, driving on a road, not too far away, passing by a small village set in the middle of nowhere, I see faces in a place caught in a time warp mounds of plastered dung farmers working bullocks as fast as they can, women swaying to life's beat, dried wood on head balanced gracefully. Children shout as they spy a car about, running helter-skelter scared, yet give chase incessantly. I see bare homes, a basic life. What stands out is the twinkle in their eyes, smiles undisguised, the mysteries of a life content I find hard to fathom in serious intent. I drive on to worldly pursuits in an altogether different time. Those images stand out in black and white, a time warped life yet lived on... Universes in universes are all we. - tejaswiniaura A Life content. Can we learn something from simple lives, are we to be running always from ourselves? To where? When all the answers stare at you in the face. #amwriting #villagestory #tejaswiniaura #life #time #yqbaba #yqspecial #yourquote
