I used to wake up to the tune of Bhagavad Gitaπππ Have fresh warm buffaloes milk, just milked by my Mother. Offer anything I ate to Mother Earth for her Kindness. Loose myself playing with my friends & Go to the Paddy fields and Play with the cow dung cakes πππ What happened to those mornings when noon was far away? Write your #freshthoughts about #thosemornings that are bygone. #YourQuoteAndMine Collaborating with YourQuote Baba